Her eye twitches a little. “I didn’t kiss you. You kissed me. And if you have a woman it’s your responsibility to be faithful to her, not mine.”
I chuckle and enjoy watching her as she squirms in her seat. We both know she made the final move for the kiss, even though I was the one to close the space between us. “If you say so. We were both there; we both know what happened.”
A muscle ticks in her jaw as she grinds her teeth. “It doesn’t matter who kissed who because it won’t be happening again. A minor lapse in judgment, that’s all it was. Like you said, I haven’t even kissed a guy in a long time. I don’t know what your excuse is, but that’s mine and I’m sticking to it.”
She returns her attention to the TV screen, dismissing me. I pick up the tub, open it again, and take another huge spoonful out, pretending like my cock isn’t throbbing. But it is, even though I’d just made myself come not even an hour ago. Is it going to be like this for the rest of the week?
Because if so, I’m not sure I’m going to survive it.
NINE
Shayla
I REST my palms on my knees, catching my breath. It’s been so long since I’ve been able to jog along the beach. It’s a beautiful sunny day today, and I’m glad I wore my swimsuit underneath my workout clothes.
“Finished already?” Vinnie asks from beside me, not even breaking a sweat. “Let’s do at least another fifteen minutes, then we can go for a swim.”
I was pretty tired, but for some reason I didn’t want him to see me as weak or as a quitter, so I nod and force myself to continue. By the time we’re done I’m pretty much dying, gasping for air and already feeling the burn in my calves. Vinnie hands me some water, which I gulp down.
“You did well,” he says, looking impressed. “I thought you’d come to a standstill whenever you’d had enough but you pushed through.”
“Is everything a test with you?” I ask, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. I felt like it was. He was always expecting me to react a certain way and wanting to see if he was right.
Last night after dinner we both went to bed in our separate rooms, but I’m not going to lie, it was hard knowing he was so close, and probably naked in bed the whole night. It was a long night of tossing and turning and playing out various scenarios in my mind. Part of me was hoping he’d come into my room and ravish me, but the realistic part of me was glad he stayed away. Why was everything with this man so confusing?
He studies me for a few seconds before replying with a yes.
I throw him the bottle of water back, and lift my T-shirt off, revealing my black bikini top. “Can we go in the water, please? The sun is scorching, and I just want to relax in the waves.”
His eyes linger on my breasts, and then on my stomach. I let him have his fill and then slide my shorts down, revealing the bottom. I’m not going to lie, I enjoy the feeling of his eyes on me, as he continues to take in every part of me. I put my clothes in a pile on the sand and take a step toward the ocean. “Are you coming or not?”
He takes his T-shirt off, and I turn toward the water, not wanting to miss the show, but not wanting to stand there staring at him like an idiot yet again. Instead, I walk into the water, letting the waves brush past my knees. The cool water is so inviting, I decide to dive in without waiting for Vinnie. Refreshing coldness surrounds me as I swim under a wave, then push up for air. I look back to the sand but don’t see him standing there. I scream as hands grab me from behind, momentarily startling me.
I hear an amused chuckle, and turn so I’m face-to-face with him. “Don’t think the bad guys are out waiting for you in the water, Shay.”
“Wasn’t worried about them,” I say, holding on to his shoulders. “More like a shark or something.”
His hands wander to my waist, dangerous territory if you ask me. I run my fingers over his head. I don’t know why he shaves it, but it suits him. I touch the short hairs there, liking how they prickle my fingers. My face is so close to his, so close I can see flecks of green in his brown eyes.
“Heard you tossing and turning last night,” he murmurs, squeezing my waist. “Why was that exactly?”
My gaze narrows. “There’s no way you could have heard anything. My room isn’t that close to yours.”
His lips twitch upward, and I have no idea what is so amusing until he admits, “I might have come to your door once during the night. Or twice.”
I absorb that information. “Why?”
“You know why,” he replies, letting go of me and swimming backward. “I wanted you, and I was tempted, but I managed to control myself.” He scoffs. “Trust me, it wasn’t fuckin’ easy either. So next time you want to give me a little show in your bikini, you should probably keep that in mind.”
“I wear my bikini every time I go swimming. If you can’t control yourself or your dick, that’s hardly my problem.”
He makes a sound, a mix between a growl and a groan. “Coming from someone who wouldn’t even watch me undress. Too tempting for you, was it?”
“This conversation is pointless,” I call out as I swim a little farther out, and it was. Yes, we’re clearly attracted to each other, but he’s trying to ignore it and so am I. Even though I hadn’t had sex in just over a year now. Hell, I can barely remember what sex is like at this point. Maybe that’s why I was so tempted. Although none of the other guards had tempted me, and a few of them were okay-looking. I duck underneath the water, resurface, and then make my way back to shore. Vinnie follows. I realize we’re going to have to walk back all the way to the car, and sigh heavily. Yeah, I’m going to be feeling all this exercise tomorrow. I pick up my clothes and glance over at him.