Page 38 of Ask Me Something

He smiled, glanced back toward our fellow passengers and then moved me toward the side of the bar, out of the line of sight of any of the others. Leaning in, he whispered, “I can still feel you from last night.”

My breath left me, and I felt my cheeks flame in response. “Sounds like I should agree to everything, and we should get started.”

“Then that’s a yes?”

“If it is, then do we get started tonight?”

“What I have in mind means locking you in a room for at least forty-eight hours. No clothes and no interruptions.”

Delicious anticipation flowed between us. “We’d have three nights down here in Tortola.”

He seemed torn, and I had a moment of female empowerment.

“If you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m going to drag you to a place more private.”

“Don’t make promises you won’t keep,” I challenged.

He moved closer, his breath in my ear. “Is that what you want: everyone on this plane hearing you scream my name while I’m deep inside of you, taking you against the wall of the airplane lavatory?”

Holy crap.

He pulled back with a smug look of satisfaction in taking the power right back.

“I never thought I would have before this moment,” I admitted, watching the disbelief flicker in his eyes.

“You surprise me.” He touched his thumb to my bottom lip.

Before I could help it, my tongue darted out to taste the salty pad.

His eyes turned feral as he visibly fought for control. “I swear to God, if my sister wasn’t on this plane, we would test your theory of not caring whether everyone heard you.”

“Oh, I think I’d care plenty afterwards.” But only Brian could make me forget it for a little while.

He chuckled. “I’ll let you get back to cocktails with Catherine. By the way, should I be worried about Will and my sister?”

I shook my head and grinned. “Oh, I think she’d do quite well with Will.”

He rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t talking about his looks.”

I laughed. “Neither was I. After all, he’s got that hot Australian accent going for him, too.”

I was rewarded with a sour expression before he returned to his seat.

* * *

We were metwith a limousine upon landing, and the champagne continued to flow. I was happy to see that not only was McKenzie enjoying Will’s company but she also wasn’t the novice at flirting that I’d assumed. Matter of fact, she was impressively cool and collected, holding her own and not making it obvious if she was into him. Of course, there was the possibility that she wasn’t, but I’d be hard pressed to think of any crush better looking or nicer than Will.

Once we arrived at the resort and got checked in, there was a knock on my hotel door. I’d expected Brian on the other side, but was surprised to see McKenzie instead.

“Man, you didn’t mention Will would be coming. He’s gorgeous and super cool,” she said the minute the door shut.

Smiling, I noted her cosmetics bag clutched in her hand. I might have been hoping for Brian, but considering how much I enjoyed his sister’s company, I reasoned she could provide a nice distraction. “I’d actually forgotten about he and Haylee being such good friends. Did you want me to do your makeup?”

She instantly beamed. “I know I’m putting you on the spot again. Are you sure you don’t mind?”

I shook my head and pulled out the desk chair to set it in front of the closet mirror. I’d often had hopes that this could be the sort of thing my sister Addison and I could have shared while growing up. But she’d never once asked me for help with clothes or makeup, always opting to go with her friends instead of spending time with me. Not that I could completely blame her as we’d never been terribly close. Then after I’d found out I’d been adopted at sixteen, I’d spent a lot more time keeping to myself. “Nope, I don’t mind at all. Is there a spark between you two?”

She shrugged. “If I’m being honest, Will is great, but I feel like I can be completely myself with the other guy. He and I are friends first. I know it sounds corny, but I don’t have to put on a pretense with him. I know he genuinely likes to spend time with me, laughs at my jokes, and gets where I’m coming from.”

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