And trust me, he was offering a lot. But for us it wasn’t about the money. It was about the legacy that my father and uncle passed on to us. They started the company many years ago and had always intended for it to be family owned and operated.”
Dominic nodded. “And now Cameron will become a part of your family.”
“Yes, he will be. He loves my sister very much and she loves him.”
Love. He was familiar with that word because of his parents but had yet to experience the emotion himself. He had loved Camry but not in the same way that he knew his father loved his mother. What he’d felt for his wife had been more fondness than love. They respected each other and were good friends during their brief marriage.
“Ready to head back?”
Taylor had stopped walking and was smiling politely at him. “Yes, I can certainly use that shower,” he said.
And he could also use something else. Something he was looking forward to getting later.
* * *
“Are you going to take a shower with me?”
Dominic’s question made Taylor’s stomach lurch in heated lust. An ache started at the juncture of her legs. They had returned from their walk on the beach and were standing in the bedroom. He had wasted no time removing his shirt and stood with his hands in his pockets, which caused the material of his pants to stretch tight against his thighs. And they were such muscular thighs.
She cleared her throat to swallow the lump that had formed there. “I’d rather wait until later, after we make love.”
He looked amused at her statement. “And may I ask why?”
Yes, why? She shrugged. “Although we won’t know the exact moment it happens, I know that I will get pregnant from you this week and I’d rather not let the first time we come together be in a shower.”
He gave her a smile that intensified that ache in her body. “You don’t think we can share a shower without making love?”
“What do you think?” she countered.
He stared at her for a moment, in that way that always got to her, making her hot all over, as his gaze traveled up and down her body. Finally, he said, “I think that you’re probably right.”
Oh, yeah, I am right, trust me, she thought. “I’ll wait in the other room for you to finish and then I’ll take my shower,” she said, heading for the door.
“Taylor?”
She turned back around. “Yes?”
“I think you should know that I want you.”
She saw the heat in his eyes, felt the lust and desire in them from across the room. She was no novice at being wanted by a man, but this was the first time she could actually feel the intensity. And what was so amazing was that she craved him just as much.
“Thanks for telling me,” she said softly. “And I want you, too.” She decided to lay her cards on the table since he was laying down his.
“Come here. I want to give you something to think about while I’m in the shower alone,” was his comeback in a husky tone.
She started to tell him that it wasn’t necessary. She had enough to think about already. But she figured he was going to kiss her again, which she didn’t have any qualms with. She was looking forward to it. Her lips were still tingling from their last encounter.
She retraced her steps and crossed the room to him, trying not to focus on his naked chest and finding it hard not to do so. Especially downward, where the sprinkle of hair seemed to take a low path toward his waist, even lower toward his…
“Taylor?”
She shifted her gaze from his chest to his eyes. “Yes?” She’d been caught staring.
He didn’t say anything for a moment; he just continued to look at her, especially her mouth. And the more he stared the more her lips itched for him to taste them. “I’m going to enjoy being here with you for the next seven days,” he said, as he reached out and untied the straps at her shoulders, and then gave each a quick tug.
She hadn’t been expecting it and before she could blink, the top of her sundress
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