Read Online Strictly Business [Stud Service 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Missy Lyons - Free Book Online

off by the Mexican mafia.
    “You said you need a swimsuit. How about this little number?” Colt held up a handmade crocheted swimsuit. It had just enough lining and material to not show her nipples and her most intimate body parts, but it would mean shaving. Down there.
    “I’m not sure I’ve ever worn anything that…” Susannah paused searching for the right words.
    “Sexy?” Colt searched for her.
    “No.” Her nose pushed up in distaste at the word. She hated to think of her clothing as sexy. “I was thinking more along the lines of skimpy.”
    “I’d love to see it on you.” Colt nuzzled her ear as he held it up against her body. Having him this close to her stirred something deep inside of her soul.
    His voice made her want to do things for him. It was strange. They barely knew each other, and she never felt this kind of attraction for anyone this early in the friendship.
    “I’m not making any promises, but would you like me to try it on for you?”
    “Would you?” His heavy brows lifted.
    “Sure.” Susannah grabbed the tiny fabric of material and went to the back of the small shop where she met up with the retail clerk. She looked down at the name tag Debbie and the mountain of clothes she collected.
    “Is that all for me?” Susannah asked in surprise.
    “Yes, of course. You do need clothing for an entire week, right?” The clerk seemed mildly annoyed.
    “It’s just a week,” Susannah muttered, but Debbie seemed to ignore her and pushed her into the nearest fitting room along with the plundered clothes.
    “If you need anything at all, please let me know,” Debbie said before she left and the door shut behind her.
    “Are you sure there isn’t something I can get for you, Mr. Vance?” Susannah heard the associate ask Colt, but the way she talked to him was in this throaty purr that had a sexual undertone. It was the kind of voice used in the bedroom, not in public, and it irritated her that she knew his name. Of course, on an island this small, everyone probably knew everyone. It wasn’t like he took all his girlfriends here.
    “No, thanks,” he answered.
    “I won’t be far if you change your mind.”
    Susannah heard her leave, and she was grateful to not have to feel like she was competing with the other woman for Colt’s attention.
    She muttered to herself as she tried to undress and find something to change into. She decided to try on the bathing suit that Colt picked out first. The bottoms went on easily enough but the top was like trying to put on a wet noodle. The thin strings kept slipping from her fingers and she couldn’t see what she was doing behind her back. She tried to use the mirror to her advantage and reach behind her back for the strings.
    She lost her balance and went slamming into the wall, making quite a bit of noise in the process.
    Thud.
    She squeaked out a sharp, high-pitched, painful noise after landing on her butt.
    “Do you need some help in there?” Colt asked with obvious concern in his voice.
    “No—don’t worry. I’m fine,” she said all too quickly while examining her rear for bruising in the mirror. There was a red mark where she hit the small bench in the corner, but it was otherwise unblemished flesh. It was too soon to tell, but she was sure that she would have some black-and-blue marks from that fall. It was too painful not to have some lasting evidence.
    She was half naked in the little stall, and having him come in would be more than she could handle. Then again it could get her on the fast track to getting pregnant and satisfying her parents’ request quicker. He also would be less likely to have another condom in his wallet after just using the last one in the airplane.
    “Are you sure? You don’t sound fine,” he questioned again with more concern in his voice.
    “Yeah,” she wavered, “on second thought why don’t you help me with this?” She used a really soft voice meant only for him but made no attempt to cover her naked