Page 5 of Eternally London

“Hey, you said good. You didn’t say anything about healthy.” I grin.

“Very true.” He chuckles. “So, who’s this guy you’re interviewing again?”

“Some politician who professes that he’s got all the answers. He’s gonna change the world.”

“So, just your typical politician?”

“Pretty much.”

“And he’s from Savannah?” Loïc asks.

“I don’t think so. He has a vacation home here.”

“Probably one of many vacation homes he has all over the country,” he adds.

“I’m sure.”

“I bet he’s really in touch with reality,” Loïc says.

I nudge his side. “Hey, just because someone comes from money doesn’t mean that they aren’t in touch with reality.”

I turn to Loïc again to find his lips pressed into a line as he tries not to laugh.

“You jerk,” I say. I remove my arms from around Loïc and dramatically cross them in front of me.

“I didn’t say anything about you,” he says.

“You were thinking it.” I scowl.

“You’re completely in touch with reality. Always have been. When I first met you, all I could think was,Man, this girl has really had it rough. Well, that, and of course, how close your tits were to falling out of your bikini top.”

My angry facade disappears into a fit of laughter. “You’re crazy.”

“Crazy for you, my love,” Loïc responds.

“And stop acting like you were ogling my boobs. You didn’t even look at them. I remember because I pulled out all my best moves, and you didn’t even notice.”

Loïc laughs. “London, everyone in a one-block radius noticed you dragging your tits up and down my truck.”

“I did not do that.” I smack his arm. “Well, maybe a little, but I watched you, and you didn’t look.”

“I didn’t look, but believe me, I saw.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.” I chuckle.

“It makes complete sense.”

“You’re lucky I love you.”

“Yes, I am.”

The deep timbre of Loïc’s voice melts me. I stare into his beautiful eyes, and I’m flooded with such a powerful sense of gratitude for this man. He always says that I saved him, and that might be true. But I wouldn’t be half the woman I am today without Loïc by my side. If anything, we saved each other.

I lift my leg over Loïc and straddle him, allowing my towel to fall in the process. His eyes darken, and his chest rises as he pulls in a deep breath. It doesn’t take long for his hands to find my breasts. He squeezes my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, twisting them in the most delicious way.

My head falls back with a moan as I close my eyes, taking in the sparks of pleasure. Loïc shifts beneath me. His strong hands move, now grasping my back, as his warm, wet mouth takes over where his hands left off. His tongue circles around my nipple before he sucks it deep into his mouth. Gasping, I thread my fingers around the back of his head and pull his face into my chest.

In one swift movement, Loïc lifts and flips me onto my back, encasing me between his arms. His soft lips begin to trail light, savory kisses down my chest and across my belly.

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