Kennedy raised an eyebrow. “Promise?”
“That and more,” he said, arching his eyebrows suggestively.
She looked so happy as sheclosed up her office, as if she needed to be with him as much as he needed to be with her. He waited as she locked the door, then escorted her to her apartment, Nick trailing behind. His friend still wasn’t speaking to him, his glower as Isaac told him they’d be right out like an arrow to the heart.
It shouldn’t be. He’d worked hard to keep himself separate, to not rely on anyone but himselfto be there when he woke up every morning. Nick had blown that all to hell over the years, and part of him hated his friend for that. Hated knowing there was someone else he could lose.
And then there was Kennedy.
“Plans?” she asked, toeing off her heels and breathing a sigh of relief as her feet flattened onto the floor.
“Actually, yeah. Got anything to eat?”
She scoffed. “Really? We’ve beenhaving sex for a few days and already you expect me to feed you?”
He winked, unashamed. “Sooner we eat, the sooner we get to the good stuff.”
They had sandwiches, quick ones. Isaac cleaned up while Kennedy went to grab the swimsuit he’d ordered her to bring. He definitely had plans for tonight, special plans that he refused to let the past few hours derail. The mix of inquiry and excitementin her eyes as they left the apartment sparked his own anticipation, especially when he thought about her in whatever suit she’d brought along. He loved the water, and he couldn’t wait to have her in it.
When the elevator doors opened to reveal the heavy wood entrance to Sovereign’s spa, Kennedy turned to eye Isaac warily.
He squeezed her hand. “Come on; you’re gonna love this.”
“The spa isclosed this time of night,” she reminded him as he pulled her toward the entrance.
“Uh-huh.”
Ignoring her sputtering, he gave the door a sharp rap. Though they were a few minutes late, the door swung open. Kennedy’s friend Teri peered around the heavy wood, eyes wide with excitement. The woman had helped him plan tonight, giddy when she’d realized who he was treating.
“There y’all are!”
“Teri,what is going on?” Kennedy asked.
Teri gestured them inside. “Just a little something you’re gonna love, girlfriend. Mr. Anschau has rented out the spa for the night.”
“But…wha—”
Isaac laid a gentle finger on Kennedy’s mouth, savoring the moment. He had a feeling he wouldn’t often be able to surprise this woman. “Ken.”
“What?” she mumbled against his finger.
“Hush and enjoy, yeah?”
She narrowedher eyes. “This is a control thing, isn’t it?”
That something inside him that needed just that, that wanted to bend her to his will, reared its head. Isaac bent down to her slowly, taking his time, watching her eyes go wide and then hot as she moved from surprise to worry to hunger. She took a deep breath, and he knew his scent was filling her lungs, taking her over until there wasn’t a singlemolecule in her body that wasn’t full of him. The kiss he finally granted her wiped away anything but him, for them both—by the time he drew back, she was clinging to his arms and he’d barely remembered their audience enough to not start stripping her clothes.
Leaning his forehead against hers, he basked in the pleasure in her eyes as he tried to catch his breath. “This is a new lover thing,”he finally told her.
She nodded, struggling to slow her own breathing. It hitched into a laugh when Teri gave a low, impressed whistle.
Leaving their friends behind, he pulled Kennedy down the hall and gave her a gentle push into the women’s dressing room. “Meet me at the pool.”
She glanced over her shoulder. “You don’t want to come in?”
“Love…” He chuckled, aware of the strain in the soundand in his groin. “If I see you naked right now, we won’t make it to the pool. Join me there.”
Her gaze dropped to the floor at his command, her unconscious submission swelling his chest, but it was the pleasure in her eyes, the knowledge that he wanted her so much he was close to losing control, that did him in. Kennedy deserved to be cherished, nurtured—and she was allowing him to do that.The thought put a lump in his throat and a boulder of responsibility on his shoulders as he hurried toward the men’s room to change.