Page 57 of Wild Desire

"That's great news. You'll be on both feet before you know it."

His eyes crinkled at the sides. "Yeah, that will be nice."

Was he happy, or was he a little disappointed by the prospect?

The doors opened, and we headed inside the condo.

"Grab your suit. There're already towels up there."

I had swimsuits, but I hadn't worn one in a long time. I hoped they still fit. In my bedroom, I pulled on the red bikini. It was the best one of the bunch. I posed in the full-length mirror when I had the strings tied sufficiently tight. Just thinking about Killian pulling on the strings had me getting wet in anticipation.

My heart fluttered in my chest. Would I make a move? Was I strong enough? Could I go after what I wanted?

The bikini itself was a little small. I'd filled out a bit since I’d worn it last. The triangles barely contained my breasts, and the bottoms dipped dangerously low, but at the same time, I felt hot. Like I could attract the hottest snowboarder around. That an accomplished athlete would look past all the women clamoring for his attention and settle on me.

Before I could change my mind, I grabbed a white cover-up and threw it over my suit. I still wasn't sure what I was going to do about my attraction to Killian, but I had a feeling tonight was my opportunity.

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KILLIAN

Ipulled on board shorts without a shirt. I figured I wouldn't need it tonight. Not when I intended to spend the evening in the hot tub with Noelle. I couldn't believe she'd agreed to check it out.

I wasn't sure she'd ever let me get her in a position like this. It was one thing to help me in the bathroom or with getting dressed, but getting in a hot tub together could lead to so many things. And I was on board for all of them.

I'd never felt this way about anyone, and I think it had everything to do with the connection we'd made over the last few weeks.

I was waiting by the door to the rooftop deck when she stepped out of her room. She wore a filmy white cover-up that did nothing to hide the red bikini she was sporting underneath. Her breasts were literally bouncing as she walked toward me, and I had to keep an eye on them. I was worried they'd spill out.

I figured it would be a bad idea to point out the precariousness of her breasts inside those tiny red triangles. My gaze dipped lower until I finally reached the scrap of material that passed for bikini bottoms.

My heart was pounding, and I wasn't sure I could speak. She was gorgeous. How had no one snapped her up before?

I don't remember ever seeing her in a bikini when we were teens. We spent more time in our snow gear than in beachwear, and I regretted that now.

She tipped her head to the side, studying me. "Are you ready?"

I moved away from the door, opening it for her. "You go first."

As soon as her hips swayed past me, I realized my mistake. She wasn't wearing a thong, at least not on purpose, but the material gathered between her cheeks, leaving those glorious round globes on display. I dropped my head back. I wasn't going to survive tonight.

Only a saint could resist Noelle Richards in a red bikini, and I was no saint.

"Are you coming?" Noelle called down to me.

"Yup." Great. Now I sounded like a frat boy. I needed to be a man to be deserving of Noelle. She didn't mess around with just anyone. She had to trust the person and their intentions. She needed a man she could depend on, and I wanted to be that person.

She looked at me over her shoulder, and I was positive she didn't mean it to be sensual, but it was. She was seducing me without even trying. I was going to be putty in her hands.

At the top of the stairs, I closed the door. I'd told staff that we were up here, and we were not to be disturbed. The video camera feeds were turned off. I wanted private time with my girl. It had been too long, and I wasn't going to let anyone distract us. I'd left my phone below, and it didn't look like she had hers with her either.

I turned on the jets for the hot tub, then the colored lights.

She dipped one toe into the water. Even her toenails, which were painted hot pink, were enticing. I couldn't wait to find out what she was hiding beneath her bikini. Was she shaved bare, or had she left a strip?

She stepped in. "Are you coming in?"

I nodded, throwing my shirt behind me on the chaise lounge. "Do you want something to drink?"

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