Page 49 of Hook Up

Ryder

I’ve spent the last week in paradise. Literally. I pinch myself several times per day, just to prove I’m actually here with Greer.

My Gigi.

My ten-year-old self was correct—Gigi and I mesh perfectly. Hell, I’m not even talking about the sex, even though the sex… dear God, I’ve never felt anything like it.

Like her.

The best part is she loves it as much as I do, and in seven short days, we’ve screwed on every surface that will stand still long enough. Multiple times.

Then there’s the blowjob she gave me on the beach, in full view of a ship docked across the cove. I claimed they couldn’t see us. She claimed she didn’t care.

Our days are filled with laughter and adventure, even if Gigi is terrified of heights and flat out refused to go zip-lining. She was my personal cheerleader on the ground, wrapping that delicious body around me the moment my feet hit the dirt.

She’s completely unused to the level of luxury here in Barbados, insisting on making the bed and bussing the dishes from the table. That and her wicked sense of humor have made her a hit with the staff at the villa.

Everyone loves Gigi.

But no one loves her as much as I do.

I’m lost in her, and for the first time in my life, I can see a world beyond the circuit.

Don’t get me wrong, I love racing. There’s nothing like sliding behind the wheel and feeling like a god as I cross the finish line. But before, that was all there was—racing and the inevitable fame associated with it.

Now, there’s a whole new level to my life, one where Greer fills every nook and crevice.

There are a ton of women in this world, but only one who makes my heart race the moment she enters the room.

I called my Mom and told her about my spur-of-the-moment vacation. She damn near took my eardrum out with her shout of excitement when she learned I was finally—finally—together with Greer.

Her exact words? “Now that you have her, how do you plan on keeping her?”

Let’s just say I have a plan, which I’m executing tonight.

Greer settles against me, gazing up at the starlit sky. “It’s so beautiful here. So peaceful. I can almost forget the chaos that is my normal life.”

I stroke her hair, pulling her closer. “Why is your life so chaotic?”

“I work all the time. I have to if I want to keep up with my bills. Vacations and other luxuries are not in the cards for me. Well, until now.” She claims my mouth in a slow, leisurely kiss; one I’m all too keen to get in on.

She straddles my lap, allowing herself greater access to my body. Not that I’m complaining. If I had my druthers, this woman would be naked 24/7, but only I could look at her.

Admire her.

Worship her.

It’s true. She’s the only woman in this world I’ve ever truly adored. The one I would give up everything for, just to stay by her side.

“I’m going to miss you,” she murmurs, and I pull back, meeting her curious gaze. “What?”

Okay, not exactly the segue I planned, but this can work. “No, you won’t.”

“I will. I feel whole around you. Safe. Happy. Hard to imagine not seeing you again for months or even years. I think you’ll miss me, too. At least a bit. You may be the great and powerful Ryder Gray, but you have a soft spot for me.”

A smile cuts across my face. It’s now or never, but first, I’m going to mess with my lady a bit. “I definitely have a soft spot for you, but I won’t miss you.”

Greer stiffens, a scoff flying from her mouth as she pushes herself off my lap. “Thanks for that. You could have lied a bit with that statement.”

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