Page 80 of Taz

We’d invited Beam but he wanted to do a few things and would return in a few days.

Though we protested, I was secretly happy to have her alone with me—completely alone with me for the first time.

When I pulled into the yard, I waited for the gates to close behind me, parked the cycle and carried the bags inside. Taz was lounging on the pool deck, I could see the top of her head on a chair.

I took some time to shower, change into a pair of trackpants then grabbed a couple cold beers.

Pausing, I stepped out onto the deck, the sound of the waves crashing into the shore as I made my way closer and closer.

I kissed the top of her head.

“Hello,wãan-jai.”

I pressed one of the cold bottles to her cheek.

Taz gasped but giggled.

“Close your eyes!” She called.

“What?” I asked, doing as she told me. “Why?”

“Just—give me a second.” Taz replied. “Give me those bottles.”

After she took them from my hands, I poked my hands out trying to reach for her. She giggled again which wasn’t at all like Taz.

This was a different side of her—a side that was so cute, I felt myself melting.

“Wãan-jai?” I asked.

“I love it when you call mesweetheart.” Taz admitted. “All—most.”

My heart was racing with excitement now. I couldn’t imagine what she had in mind, but I was ready.

Exhaling loudly, I waited.

“Khaa.” Taz’s voice was soft. “You can open your eyes.”

Blinking, I opened my eyes.

This was definitely a side of Jo “Taz” West I’d never seen before. I knew she had a nice body, but that black swimsuit, hugging every damn curve was amazing

Her thighs were perfectly shaped and tanned from the day we’d spent on a beach in Australia after we’d dealt with Koala and Darby.

“Spin for me.” My vice cracked.

She did and I slipped to my knees. Her perfect legs sloped down where I found her feet to be in a pair of simple silver heels.

“What are you doing to me?” I questioned.

“Don’t you like it?”

Taz looked at me over a shoulder.

“Don’t—come here.”

Turning, she moved to me, slowly—her hips swaying rhythmically because of the stilettos. As she stood in front of me, I lifted her palms to my shoulders, wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her ass.

“You smell so good.” I confessed.

---