Page 27 of Bossed By Three Billionaire Brothers

“I get it, I do. That was part of the whole reason why we got this place.” He nodded behind him toward the estate, visible just beyond the cliffside.

“How do you mean?”

“Our places were in Silicon Valley, but all of us spent just as much time bouncing around between San Francisco, LA and New York. When we finally finished the sale of Duotronix and had to figure out our next step, we were unanimous about getting out of the city and going someplace quiet and peaceful.”

I glanced back to the sea. “I think you did a good job.”

“Thanks, I think we did too. But man, I should’ve known that we were all going to start working again before too long. Sure enough, Sam got his investments, Seth his new tech projects, and me with my movie stuff. We had a nice break, but it’s looking like the city is calling us once more.”

He shook his head.

“Sorry. You’re trying to relax and here I am going on about work stuff.”

I smiled. “No, it’s fine. I like to hear about what you guys are up to around here.”

“Well, lucky for you, we like to talk about ourselves,” he said with a laugh.

We shared a look after he spoke, the sounds of the sea filling the air. My gaze moved down to his lips, and once more I found myself thinking about kissing him, of putting my hands on those solid muscles.

I knew I had to get away from him before I did something really stupid.

“I’m thinking of heading back soon,” I said. “But I’m going to take another dip in the water first.”

I rose and started toward the sea. Maybe it was all in my head, but I was certain as I walked that I could feel his eyes on me, his gaze tracing the outline of my body, lingering on my hips and ass.

Maybe I was imagining things. All the same, I couldn’t help but smile at the idea of him looking at me, imagining what he wanted to do to me in the same way I was imagining what I wanted to do to him.

I stepped into the water, slightly chilly compared to the warmth of the pool. I grew more accustomed to it the further I submerged myself, eventually getting so deep into the blue that I was able to dunk my head beneath the surface.It was just what I needed to get my mind off of Sean. I pushed up from the sand beneath my feet, floating in the water and allowing the gentle surf to swish me here and there. The sensation was perfect. I was in nature’s hands, and my mind went blank as I let the waves carry me.

When I’d had enough, I turned back toward the shore and swam until I could stand again. I wiped the salty water from my eyes, smoothing my hair back and using my hands as a squeegee. I could see Sean, still seated where he’d been when I’d left, the silver rectangle of a MacBook on his lap.

“Now, now, now.” I wagged my finger playfully at him as I approached. “Wasn’t the whole point of coming out here to get away from all that?”

“I know, I know.” He raised his palms. “But there’s this script I’ve been dying to read and the writers just got back to me with the latest edits.”

“You can take the workaholic out of the city…”

Just then a cool breeze gusted over the sand, chilly enough to make the water on my body turn cold. Sean noticed my shiver, his eyebrows crinkling in concern. Without waiting a second, he grabbed a towel and hopped up, coming over to me with long, effortless strides.

He pulled the towel over my head and wrapped it around me with maybe a little more force than he’d intended, causing me to stumble a bit toward him. I lost my balance, taking a clumsy foot forward and bumping right into his chest.

“Oof!” The word shot out of my mouth, muffled by the muscles I was pressed against.

“Shit!” Sean clamped his hands down firmly onto my shoulders, stopping my stumble and holding me in place. “You alright?”

I looked up slowly, letting my gaze linger on his perfect body. My eyes went to his neck, then his chin, then his lips, then his eyes. Sean seemed larger than life. I couldn’t do anything but stand there completely and totally under his spell.

Neither of us said a word, his hands still on my shoulders, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. I was so turned on I could hardly stand it. There was no doubt in my mind that if he were to lean in and kiss me, I would’ve eagerly accepted it. That hungry, sensual look in his eyes suggested that was exactly what he wanted, too.

“I really should get back to the house.”

His words broke the spell, allowing me to blink hard and come to my senses.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Keep the towel. Take your time here and just relax, OK?”

“Yeah. OK.”

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