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“I could start helping you know.”
“Nah. I’m used to it. You can make lunch though. How’s that?” He hauled me over his shoulder and smacked my ass.
“Hey!” But were both laughing when he set me down on the kitchen island.
“I’m starving. The peanut butter and jelly sandwich I ate burned off long ago.” He opened my legs gently.
“How late is it?”
“After eleven.” He kissed me slowly and sweetly.
I draped my arms over his shoulders. I could get used to this way too easily.
Instead of worrying about it, I sunk into the kiss and let myself sit in the fantasy for a while.
We both needed it.
CHAPTER 25
LOCKE
TheKnotOn Your Lifehad gone from a prison to an oasis.
For the next month we checked in with Stone and Leo’s team every few days. They’d picked up on a few new leads, but things were very quiet.
Too quiet.
It was like both of us knew that we were a moment away from life getting far too real. We’d slowly made our way down the coast, stopping only for fuel and food.
The night before, we’d anchored near Nantucket. Cilla had been tickled by all the sailboats coming in for Nantucket Race Week. It was one of the larger regattas in the area. The boats were impressive, but the number of people around us made my skin tight and left a headache brewing.
But I couldn’t deny her.
I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to tell her no, which was almost as concerning as our situation.
What the hell did I have to offer this woman?
Life on a boat? Or if I actually went back to The Kendrick Group, I was forever on the move with security.
She didn’t deserve that.
“I’m pretty sure the concentration of money right around the island could make up a country’s GDP,” she said as she wound her arms around my waist and kissed the skin between my shoulder blades.
I laughed and turned in her arms. My tongue stalled on the roof of my mouth at the barely there white bikini top and bottoms she wore. A filmy cherry red sarong was tied at her waist, covering her left leg, and her hair was full of sea-tinged curls.
At my slack jaw, she grinned up at me and cupped my face. “What?”
“I don’t know whether to drop on my knees and worship you or hide you in my room.”
She laughed. “I couldn’t resist that shop in Ocean City. I swear I have more bikinis than work outfits at this point.” She reached around me for one of the strawberries I was slicing.
“And I’ll keep you in them because I sure as hell love taking them off you.” I tucked my finger under the string between her breasts and lifted it enough to lower my mouth to taste her.
She arched her back and hummed as I bit down on her nipple. “That never gets old.” She straightened and pushed me back a few steps. “However, I have something to show you.”
“I was enjoying the view.” I laughed and popped a few blueberries in my mouth. Then they scattered around my feet as I dropped them when she launched herself at me.
I grunted and caught her, my dick immediately getting hard as she wrapped her long legs around my waist and held onto my shoulders, leaving those perfect breasts right at eye level.
