Page 107 of Tourist Season


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Ismay was out of breath from all the excitement. “Everything that’s happened since I left LA has been...” She shook her head, unable to find the words.

“I’m sorry,” he said as they reached his front door.

“Don’t apologize. Because the thing is...”

“What?” He’d lowered his voice as he let them in so they wouldn’t disturb Jack, and she followed suit.

“It hasn’tallbeen bad.”

“It hasn’t been very good,” he said as he set the bat aside.

She caught him before he could advance any farther into the house. “We could always make it better,” she whispered and kissed him.

He didn’t want to do it, but Bo managed to make himself set Ismay aside. He told her she was on the rebound at the moment and in no position to get involved with him or anyone else, and he made himself a bed on the couch, so she could have the privacy of his room. But then he lay there, his senses filled with the smell of her hair and the taste of her kiss—until enough minutes passed that he began to fear she’d go to sleep and he’d miss his opportunity, which propelled him to his feet.

When he knocked on the door, he wasn’t sure if she’d heard him—he’d done it softly so he wouldn’t wake her brother—and was just ordering himself to go back to the couch where he belonged, when she opened the door a few inches and looked out at him.

He rubbed a hand over his face. “I don’t know if—I don’t know what, exactly, you were offering out there, but...”

She didn’t help him by clarifying. Her eyebrows arched as she gave him an innocent expression. “But?”

“Whatever it is, I want it too badly to turn it away.” He lowered his voice even more. “You’d be wise to say no,” he added.

A sexy smile curved her lips. “You’re advising me against getting physical with you, but you’ll take it if I’m still offering?”

Feeling a bit sheepish, he stretched his neck. “I guess that about sums it up.”

She’d been teasing him, obviously. She sobered as her eyes met his, but she didn’t make a move to let him in, so he nodded and turned to go.

“Wait,” she whispered, and caught his hand.

His heart started to race as she pulled him into the room with her. Now that she was no longer behind the door, he could see that she wasn’t fully dressed. “You’re gorgeous,” he said as he slid a hand inside the white tank top she was wearing with nothing but a pair of panties. “You should really send me away.”

Her eyes closed as his palm reached her breast. “You said that already,” she whispered.

“Because it’s true.”

“Why would I do that?”

“For all the reasons I gave you before. And I don’t have any birth control.”

She chuckled breathlessly as he slid his other hand up under her shirt. “I’m on the pill. And you gave meonereason. You said I was on the rebound.”

“Isn’t that true?”

“Who can say? I know my future looks a lot different than it did just a couple of weeks ago. But Remy and I have been struggling for a while. This summer was supposed to bring us back together. Instead, it’s broken us apart—before he could even get here. All I can tell you right now is that I’m completely untethered and have no idea where I might drift. It’s frightening, but it’s also...liberating.”

“I don’t want to add to your confusion—” He started to pull away, but she caught his hands and kept them on her breasts.

“The only thing IknowI want is to feel your mouth on mine, your skin against mine, your arms and legs intertwined with mine as we make love, which is shocking, because I should be too hurt to be thinking of that.”

“Maybe you’re looking for revenge.”

“I don’t think so. I feel relieved, set free. Not angry.”

“You just made it impossible for me to stop,” he said. “You realize that?”

She smiled as she pulled her shirt over her head. “Why would you stop?”

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