Page 114 of He Loves Me Knot

His breath was soft on her neck, and she shivered, then disentangled herself from him. She needed to clean up.

Get up.

Much as she wanted to stay here, the more she considered doing that, the more afraid it made her.

She stood, then kissed his cheek. “I’m going to shower. Hopefully, there’s some hot water this time. Then maybe I’ll go out, see if I can find Elle and talk to her before Kat gets ahold of her.”

“If you change your mind, I’ll be here getting some of the sleep I didn’t get last night.”

“Whose fault is that?” she teased.

He slapped her ass as she scooted past.

This.

She wanted this.

Playfulness.

Morning sex.

All of him.

She pushed the thought away.

She showered and got dressed, and by then, Callum really had fallen asleep again. Then she slipped out the door quietly, the early morning light soft as it filtered through the canopy. The howler monkeys were at it again, but she smiled at them.

At least I got my phone back.

Then she wrinkled her nose, feeling guilty. When she’d vented to Miranda about Callum the day before, she hadn’t been entirely generous. She wished she could take it back. And now that she’d slept with Callum, it would leave her in a precarious situation with her roommate. Miranda wouldn’t be thrilled to hear that Liddy had not only chosen to believe Callum’s version of what had happened but then she’d also slept with him.

But that was a problem for later.

Maybe the monkeys knew what they were doing by taking my phone.

She hadn’t gone far when she spotted Kyle on a lounge chair by the pool. He waved when he saw her.

“You up already?” Kyle asked, surprised.

“Yeah, I’m looking for Elle.”

“She’s on the beach. Morning yoga. I’m waiting to escort Granny and Mom down, too.”

Liddy cringed. If Elle was on the beach, then that was where she had to go.

But if she’s doing yoga, that means Callum’s mom will be there, too.She wasn’t sure that she could look Callum’s mom in the eye ever again.

“You’re a good brother, you know that?” Liddy said, sitting beside Kyle. “Taking care of Granny, babysitting Kat . . . you basically do anything that’s asked of you.”

Kyle offered her a warm smile. “Well, if you haven’t noticed, I’m one of the few single people here, which makes my schedule more flexible. And definitely the only single one in our family, unless you count you, which I don’t because I saw a certain guy kissing you on that catamaran yesterday.”

“You saw that?” Liddy’s eyes widened.

Kyle rolled his eyes. “If you were going for discretion, you could have picked a spot that wasn’t in plain view of anyone on that back deck.” He winked at her. “So I guess things went from fake to real somewhere on the road?”

“Not exactly.” Liddy clasped her hands. She should feel happy. And some part of herdidfeel like she was floating on the clouds. Probably the part of her that remembered a night of the best sex she’d ever had. “It’s just a . . . vacation fling. We’ll end it back home.”

“Back home . . . in London?” Kyle gave her a confused look. “And what the hell do you mean, a vacation fling? You’re Liddy. The good one. You don’t do flings.”

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