Page 52 of The Bloodfeather Promise
That makes her laugh out loud, her eyes sparkling at my suggestion. “Are you crazy? I don’t have a bathing suit.”
I run a finger down the bridge of her nose, teasing until her nose wrinkles. “You don’t need one, you know. If you are brave enough to go without one, I can do the same.”
“That’snotgoing to happen, Greyson Finch. Good try, though.”
“Swim in your underwear. I’ll try not to stare, but don’t hold me to that.”
Emerson tilts her head, and my pulse leaps like I’ve been stuck with a cattle prod. She’s considering it. Out of all the things I suggested, this is one she might actually do.
“Your swimming pool is beautiful… and it is really warm tonight. The pool will be warm, too.” Her cheeks flush, eyes lowering until the full sweep of those thick lashes conceals her thoughts. I would bet my fortune she’s not worried about the pool’s temperature. If she’s like me, she’s wondering where things might lead when faced with the temptation of our nearly naked bodies.
“There’s the jacuzzi if the pool is too cold for you. And I’ve got plenty of towels. I’ll open another bottle of wine—”
“More wine is not a good idea. I must drive home, after all”
“I’ll drive you home, or you can stay here.” I hasten to explain further after she shoots me a look brimming with suspicion, “There are eight extra bedrooms here, all with their own bathroom. You have your pick. And in the morning, we’ll have breakfast on the terrace. Or in the dining room. Hell, I’ll bring you waffles in bed, if that’s what you want. Geoffrey is coming in the morning with a spread I’ve been told makes a buffet look tiny.”
I take another step back in an attempt to show I can be trusted. At least partially, anyway. My eyes are surely divesting her of every stitch of clothing she’s currently wearing.
“I do adore waffles.” Emerson gives me a mischievous wink. “But my favorite is French Toast. Can that be arranged?”
I’m silently pumping a fist in victory when I tell her, “Sweetheart, I can get you anything you want. Including French Toast in France. You just have to let me take you there.”
