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was no different to
Ally when it boiled down to it. I'd hate to have a man like Reece
in my bed only to lose him after I fell hard.
***
I ate lunch at my desk like I often did. I
was just finishing up my sandwich when he walked past, briefcase in
hand.
"See you tomorrow, Cleo. Don't work too late.
Even you need a break sometimes."
"Got any plans this afternoon?" I asked
innocently.
"You know I do."
I watched him step into the elevator and the
doors slid closed. As soon as they were firmly shut, I leapt up and
grabbed my bag. I ran after him and punched the button until the
second elevator arrived. I tapped my foot on the floor and got
strange looks from everyone as I rode it down to street level.
Luckily a cab had just pulled up to let someone out. I climbed in,
my bag on my lap and peered through the windscreen.
"Wait," I told the driver. The door to the
underground parking lot slid up and Reece's sleek black Jaguar
drove out. "Follow that car."
The driver stepped on the pedal. We wound our
way through the city traffic, keeping the sporty Jaguar just ahead.
Once we hit the freeway, the driver had difficulty keeping up.
Reece didn't break the speed limit, but he wove in and out of cars
like he was playing Super Mario Brothers .
We drove for thirty minutes then turned onto
a smaller road then a smaller one again. The traffic was light and
I worried that Reece would easily spot us, but he never slowed
down. The road narrowed to a single lane with rough edges and
overgrown branches that whipped at his Jaguar. Finally, we rounded
a bend and I could see him slowing down ahead. There were two other
cars parked nearby, both with two surfboards each strapped to their
roof. I ordered the driver to stop.
"Wait here for me," I said, opening the door.
"I'll be a few minutes."
I walked the rest of the way, keeping to the
shadows. My heels sank into the sandy soil and the warm salty
breeze had me shedding my crop jacket. Waves crashed over rocks in
the distance, but we weren't at any beach I recognized. Wherever we
were, it was somewhere few people ventured.
I watched from behind a bush as Reece greeted
some other guys. It shocked me to see they all looked similar. They
were tall, tanned and more handsome than a man had a right to be. I
knew without a doubt that they were Reece's brothers. There were
only three, however, not four, and they didn't appear to be waiting
for anyone else to arrive. They removed wetsuits from trunks and
stripped off near the cars.
Whoa. It's possible that my eyes
bulged out of my head. I had the perfect view of Reece's perfect
back and ass. Even from a distance I could see his strong, corded
muscles across his shoulders and down his back. His butt was taut
and bitable, the whole package a sexy, masculine V. I squinted,
trying to see better, but he quickly drew on the wetsuit to his
waist. Then he turned around and I got to admire the front
view.
It was everything I knew it would be. He had
the abs of an athlete, all dips and ridges, and the chest of a
swimmer. I couldn't tear my gaze away. I was riveted and quite
possibly drooling too.
Suddenly the other three guys lined up
alongside him, all with their wetsuits open to their waists. Reece
turned on them and said something. The other three ignored him and,
still facing me, waved in my direction.
I ducked behind the bush. They'd seen me! God
dammit. That meant Reece must have known I was there all along. I
watched through the leaves and saw him shove the nearest guy in the
arm. The three brothers were laughing. Reece wasn't. He left them
to untie a board from one of the other cars. Eventually they joined
him and all four disappeared through the scrub beyond which I could
hear the rolling waves of the surf.
I wanted to follow and watch, but I knew what
was good for me. I had to get out of there and think of an excuse
that would preserve my dignity. But I couldn't think of anything.
My mind was blank. No, not blank. It was still picturing the
Ally when it boiled down to it. I'd hate to have a man like Reece
in my bed only to lose him after I fell hard.
***
I ate lunch at my desk like I often did. I
was just finishing up my sandwich when he walked past, briefcase in
hand.
"See you tomorrow, Cleo. Don't work too late.
Even you need a break sometimes."
"Got any plans this afternoon?" I asked
innocently.
"You know I do."
I watched him step into the elevator and the
doors slid closed. As soon as they were firmly shut, I leapt up and
grabbed my bag. I ran after him and punched the button until the
second elevator arrived. I tapped my foot on the floor and got
strange looks from everyone as I rode it down to street level.
Luckily a cab had just pulled up to let someone out. I climbed in,
my bag on my lap and peered through the windscreen.
"Wait," I told the driver. The door to the
underground parking lot slid up and Reece's sleek black Jaguar
drove out. "Follow that car."
The driver stepped on the pedal. We wound our
way through the city traffic, keeping the sporty Jaguar just ahead.
Once we hit the freeway, the driver had difficulty keeping up.
Reece didn't break the speed limit, but he wove in and out of cars
like he was playing Super Mario Brothers .
We drove for thirty minutes then turned onto
a smaller road then a smaller one again. The traffic was light and
I worried that Reece would easily spot us, but he never slowed
down. The road narrowed to a single lane with rough edges and
overgrown branches that whipped at his Jaguar. Finally, we rounded
a bend and I could see him slowing down ahead. There were two other
cars parked nearby, both with two surfboards each strapped to their
roof. I ordered the driver to stop.
"Wait here for me," I said, opening the door.
"I'll be a few minutes."
I walked the rest of the way, keeping to the
shadows. My heels sank into the sandy soil and the warm salty
breeze had me shedding my crop jacket. Waves crashed over rocks in
the distance, but we weren't at any beach I recognized. Wherever we
were, it was somewhere few people ventured.
I watched from behind a bush as Reece greeted
some other guys. It shocked me to see they all looked similar. They
were tall, tanned and more handsome than a man had a right to be. I
knew without a doubt that they were Reece's brothers. There were
only three, however, not four, and they didn't appear to be waiting
for anyone else to arrive. They removed wetsuits from trunks and
stripped off near the cars.
Whoa. It's possible that my eyes
bulged out of my head. I had the perfect view of Reece's perfect
back and ass. Even from a distance I could see his strong, corded
muscles across his shoulders and down his back. His butt was taut
and bitable, the whole package a sexy, masculine V. I squinted,
trying to see better, but he quickly drew on the wetsuit to his
waist. Then he turned around and I got to admire the front
view.
It was everything I knew it would be. He had
the abs of an athlete, all dips and ridges, and the chest of a
swimmer. I couldn't tear my gaze away. I was riveted and quite
possibly drooling too.
Suddenly the other three guys lined up
alongside him, all with their wetsuits open to their waists. Reece
turned on them and said something. The other three ignored him and,
still facing me, waved in my direction.
I ducked behind the bush. They'd seen me! God
dammit. That meant Reece must have known I was there all along. I
watched through the leaves and saw him shove the nearest guy in the
arm. The three brothers were laughing. Reece wasn't. He left them
to untie a board from one of the other cars. Eventually they joined
him and all four disappeared through the scrub beyond which I could
hear the rolling waves of the surf.
I wanted to follow and watch, but I knew what
was good for me. I had to get out of there and think of an excuse
that would preserve my dignity. But I couldn't think of anything.
My mind was blank. No, not blank. It was still picturing the
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