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cruise. Then somehow Valentine had coerced him into driving almost around the whole island to go see Hana the day after that. Granted the drive had been a pretty one, but tiring. Even more so after first taking some time to burn her butt, then spend more time at the cottage they’d rented heating the sheets, and then the even hotter playtime after they got back here.
Valentine . He hadn’t seen her in two days and damn he missed her. He’d much rather have spent these last couple of days with her than at Dale’s family’s place over in Wailea. Making idle chitchat with strangers—particularly strangers who were put out with him for the ranch situation—hadn’t been a good time. He’d felt stressed by the time he drove back here late last night. He’d just wanted to crash and sleep for a good solid eight hours. That hadn’t worked out because Jake had called him around one this morning. They’d talked until well after three.
He yawned. Shelby had a family and friends get-together planned at the Old Lahaina Luau tonight. If he were going this evening, then he needed to hang out in his rooms today and rest up. Maybe he’d take a dip in the pool later. Other than that, he wanted to be alone.
He needed to think carefully about Jake’s surprising proposition. He’d known how much his friend liked working on the Thompson Ranch. He’d never suspected that Jake might be interested in owning it. And Jake probably wouldn’t have come forward with this offer if he hadn’t run into the veterinary from Crowley, who’d evidently told Jake about his plan to retire, and his desire to pass on the practice to Sam.
His gaze shifted to the waves crashing into the shoreline. The sound was peaceful, even if almost as loud as the birds in the tree having some kind of intense morning discussion. Across the blue, blue water he could barely make out the long shadow that was the island of Molokai. Shelby had mentioned something about wanting him to take a helicopter ride with her over there to go see the tallest sea cliffs on the planet. She’d claimed the sight was spectacular. Maybe so, but no way in hell would she get him up in one of those tiny helicopters. Let her drag Valentine along on that little adventure.
A smile crept onto his face as he thought about the spunky romance therapist. He wondered if she still thought he needed some advice on making love. He was pretty sure she’d been sore the next day. He’d not been easy on her…or she with him. He hadn’t been able to sleep after she’d gone back to her own condo. The scents from their lovemaking had been all over his bed.
Interrupting his thoughts, he heard Valentine pushing open the sliding doors to her balcony. He stilled, holding his breath. Was she dressed for the day now? Or still wearing that “Hot, Hot, Hotter” sleep shirt? Damn he liked that shirt, even if it wasn’t Victoria’s Secret see-through sexy.
His body hardened. He could easily go another round or two with her in bed. Hell, even on the floor. Maybe bent over the table, or one of the bar stools. He didn’t much care where he slid his cock into her warm and willing body. He just ached to be inside her. Ached and wanted her more than he could ever remember wanting another woman. The thought made him uneasy.
“You’re here on Maui?” Sam heard her say, realizing she was talking on the cell phone while on her balcony.
He should slink back inside his condo and not listen in, but he didn’t move. Curious. Yet he told himself it was so he wouldn’t disturb her by letting her know about his presence nearby.
“No! I do not want to go to dinner with you tonight. I’ve got plans already. Tomorrow? Well, I don’t know. No! What am I saying? I do not want to see you.”
Tomorrow ? He couldn’t think of any plans his sister had for the wedding party or guests. But he didn’t like the idea of Valentine being talked into meeting whoever this man was, and he definitely sensed it was a man on
Valentine . He hadn’t seen her in two days and damn he missed her. He’d much rather have spent these last couple of days with her than at Dale’s family’s place over in Wailea. Making idle chitchat with strangers—particularly strangers who were put out with him for the ranch situation—hadn’t been a good time. He’d felt stressed by the time he drove back here late last night. He’d just wanted to crash and sleep for a good solid eight hours. That hadn’t worked out because Jake had called him around one this morning. They’d talked until well after three.
He yawned. Shelby had a family and friends get-together planned at the Old Lahaina Luau tonight. If he were going this evening, then he needed to hang out in his rooms today and rest up. Maybe he’d take a dip in the pool later. Other than that, he wanted to be alone.
He needed to think carefully about Jake’s surprising proposition. He’d known how much his friend liked working on the Thompson Ranch. He’d never suspected that Jake might be interested in owning it. And Jake probably wouldn’t have come forward with this offer if he hadn’t run into the veterinary from Crowley, who’d evidently told Jake about his plan to retire, and his desire to pass on the practice to Sam.
His gaze shifted to the waves crashing into the shoreline. The sound was peaceful, even if almost as loud as the birds in the tree having some kind of intense morning discussion. Across the blue, blue water he could barely make out the long shadow that was the island of Molokai. Shelby had mentioned something about wanting him to take a helicopter ride with her over there to go see the tallest sea cliffs on the planet. She’d claimed the sight was spectacular. Maybe so, but no way in hell would she get him up in one of those tiny helicopters. Let her drag Valentine along on that little adventure.
A smile crept onto his face as he thought about the spunky romance therapist. He wondered if she still thought he needed some advice on making love. He was pretty sure she’d been sore the next day. He’d not been easy on her…or she with him. He hadn’t been able to sleep after she’d gone back to her own condo. The scents from their lovemaking had been all over his bed.
Interrupting his thoughts, he heard Valentine pushing open the sliding doors to her balcony. He stilled, holding his breath. Was she dressed for the day now? Or still wearing that “Hot, Hot, Hotter” sleep shirt? Damn he liked that shirt, even if it wasn’t Victoria’s Secret see-through sexy.
His body hardened. He could easily go another round or two with her in bed. Hell, even on the floor. Maybe bent over the table, or one of the bar stools. He didn’t much care where he slid his cock into her warm and willing body. He just ached to be inside her. Ached and wanted her more than he could ever remember wanting another woman. The thought made him uneasy.
“You’re here on Maui?” Sam heard her say, realizing she was talking on the cell phone while on her balcony.
He should slink back inside his condo and not listen in, but he didn’t move. Curious. Yet he told himself it was so he wouldn’t disturb her by letting her know about his presence nearby.
“No! I do not want to go to dinner with you tonight. I’ve got plans already. Tomorrow? Well, I don’t know. No! What am I saying? I do not want to see you.”
Tomorrow ? He couldn’t think of any plans his sister had for the wedding party or guests. But he didn’t like the idea of Valentine being talked into meeting whoever this man was, and he definitely sensed it was a man on
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