“So what if I did?”
Those green eyes seemed to be even brighter out in the sun. They held him captive in a way he’d never
noticed before.
“You didn’t like the other one,” she went on. “You told me to get something different.”
“I told you to get a one-piece.”
She cocked her head and tipped her chin in a defiant manner. “You don’t get to give the orders here,” she reminded him, pointing a finger into his chest. “If you don’t like what I’m wearing, then stop looking at me.”
Something in him snapped. Luke grabbed her finger and pulled her hand aside so he could step right up and into her face. He held onto her hand as his mouth came within a breath of hers.
“You think you’re in charge?” he growled. “You think I can just stop looking at you? Wrong on both counts.”
Luke leaned in, gazing into her eyes for a moment, silently making sure she was definitely on board. The intense desire staring back at him gave him no reason to stop.
He claimed her lips, ready to put them to better use than sassing him.
Never in his life had he wanted to kiss anyone more. He’d never been more sexually frustrated in such a short time and he’d never in his wildest dreams thought he would want his assistant in such a carnal manner.
Damn this woman could kiss. Her nearly bare body pressed against his as she met his passion with a heated desire all her own. He still held onto one of her hands, but her free hand came up to the back of his neck, as if holding him in place...
Had she been keeping this inner vixen bottled up? Did she have feelings for him or was she just taking advantage because he’d gotten in her face?
He didn’t give a damn right now. There was a need, an ache that he needed to feed. Something burning inside of him that he’d suppressed for far too long.
Kelly’s hips ground against his, and there was absolutely no denying exactly how aroused he was. No matter how irritated he tried to be, she knew the truth now.
“Excuse me, Miss Prentiss.”
They jerked apart, his hand still holding hers as he turned to look over her shoulder. The butler stood there with a large tray full of snacks and drinks.
“I’m sorry to interrupt,” he went on. “I just didn’t know where you wanted these?”
Kelly stepped back from Luke and eased around him. “Thank you so much,” she said sweetly. “Just set everything here.”
She pointed to the table next to the cabana and pulled money from her bag for a tip.
Once the butler left them alone, Kelly turned back to face him. Her lips were swollen and damp, and he had to clench his fists at his sides to keep from closing the gap between them and finishing what he’d started.
“Are we going to talk about that or do you just want a drink?” she asked.
Was she seriously just going to move on to the refreshments? Like what just happened hadn’t taken them across some invisible line they could never come back from?
“How long have you wanted to kiss me?” he asked bluntly.
“You kissed me first,” she retorted. “So I guess I should be asking you that same question.”
Fair enough.
“For about a day now.”
She crossed her arms and shifted her hips as those breathtaking green eyes continued to hold him in place. “Well, I’ve been coveting your kiss a little longer. You didn’t disappoint.”
Kelly didn’t say another word as she reached for one of the tall piña coladas with a bright pink flower on the side of the rim. She eased the flower out of her way before taking one long drink.
“This is amazing,” she said, going in for another sip. “You ready for one?”