I groaned into his mouth, grabbed his bum and pulled him into me.

Just as his hand slid up my skirt, the sound of someone clearing their throat loudly vibrated in my ears.

We both pulled apart then spun around to see Olga scowling at us.

‘You have a room at the hotel,sí?’

‘Hi, Olga!’ Max smiled. ‘So nice to see you again! Erm, yeah, funnily enough we do.’

‘Well, I think that you should use it!’ She stormed off.

‘Oh my God,’ I laughed. ‘She must think we’re a couple of exhibitionist-nymphos.’

‘I suppose we can’t blame her. Every time she sees us, we’re in a compromising position out in the open.’

‘So much for just being friends,’ I grinned.

‘I know. I shouldn’t have kissed you. I’m trying to stick to the platonic thing, but you’re so fucking addictive, Stella, I can’t help myself.’

I felt the same way. When Max was around, all logic fell away.

‘Maybe we need to be realistic,’ I said. ‘We’re going to be living in the same house for another six days, we’re clearly attracted to each other so we can either spend the rest of our time here sexually frustrated and miserable or we can just enjoy ourselves.Together.’

‘So just whilst we’re at the hotel, then we walk away?’

‘Yeah,’ I nodded.

‘And you’re okay with that?’

‘Yep.’

‘In that case, we better take Olga’s advice and go to our villa so we can continue what we started.’

‘Our conversation?’ I teased.

‘My mouth will be moving, but what I plan to do to you won’t involve any talking. And if I’m doing it right, you’ll be so turned on you’ll feel like you can’t even breathe, let alone speak.’

Hearing that made the elastic in my thong snap.

‘Well, what are you waiting for?’ I took his hand. ‘Hurry up and take me back to bed.’

35

MAX

‘Just checking you’re still alive,’ Colton’s voice boomed down the phone. I was on my way to reception and thought it’d be a good time to return all the missed calls he’d left over the past few days.

‘Sorry, man. I’ve been kind of busy.’

‘Busy, orgetting busy?’

‘How did you know?’ I laughed.

‘C’mon. It was only a matter of time before shit happened between you two. How long did you last before jumping each other’s bones?’

‘Friday.’

‘Damn. That was quick. So have you been holed up in your hotel room since then?’