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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The next day, Lucy felt half sad and half elated to be leaving the island. She hadn’t expected to have such a great time. She’d expected everyone to be rich and snobby and the entire weekend to be unbearable. What she had found instead was that Jamie’s family was warm and welcoming. His parents hadn’t looked at her like she was beneath them. His sister reminded her a lot of herself—she could be sweet and funny one minute, and loud and brutally honest the next. She was also adventurous and open-minded. Jamie’s friends were fun and rowdy, and the other guests at the wedding, save a few bad apples, had known how to get down and party.
The best part of the trip though, hands down, had been spending the day exploring the island with Jamie. He was undeniably gorgeous, but like his sister, he was also smart and funny and kind and adventurous. God, she could write copy on the benefits of being with a man like Jamie.
For most women, his money would be a huge benefit.
More and more, she was beginning to wonder if she was a fool for letting such a thing stand between them.
She sat down on the bed next to her half-packed suitcase and looked down at her heavy engagement ring. Then she looked up at her reflection in the mirror and couldn’t deny it. It was there in her eyes: that wistful longing to belong to a man who loved her enough to swear eternal fidelity to her in front of his family and friends.
It shocked her. Except for when she’d been a child and played dress-up with Gail, she’d never thought marriage was a requirement for happiness.
She gave herself a “stop being silly” look and returned to her packing. It was easier to tell herself to “suck it up and get over it” when she wasn’t looking into her own eyes. Playtime was over and soon she’d be back in northern California and Jamie would be back in Los Angeles.
Someone knocked on the door. When she pulled it open, the object of her angst stood there, looking as handsome as ever. He’d left an hour before to make sure all the wedding guests headed out okay.
“I forgot my key,” he said. Walking over to the dresser, he picked it up. “Are you almost ready?”
“Just about,” she told him. She turned and started back toward her suitcase when suddenly he grabbed her from behind. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her back into him and kissed the side of her neck.
“Mm,” she sighed. “If you want me to hurry and finish getting ready, you’re going to have to stop doing that.”
“Then you’re going to have to stop being so irresistible,” he told her, moving his lips over to the other side of her neck. She leaned further into him, allowing him easier access. She also felt his hands moving upward toward her breasts as he kissed her.
“Well, being irresistible is my curse. I’ve tried to change that, but I can’t.”
When he nipped her ear, presumably in retaliation for her sassiness, she groaned. He arched his hips into her bottom, telling her without words that she wasn’t helping matters any if her goal was to get him to let her go.
The truth was, she didn’t want him to stop but… “I’m serious. If those hands go any higher we’re going to need at least another thirty minutes.”
His hands continued their upward journey, and when they reached their targets, he gave them a tight little squeeze. Then he groaned and rocked his erection even more urgently against the small of her back.
“Half an hour?” he said. “I could do it—do you—in fifteen minutes in a pinch…”
Lucy laughed. “Quit talking and do it, then. The clock is ticking.”
Jamie unzipped her dress then pushed it forward so it fell off her arms and onto the floor. While she was still facing away from him, he unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor as well. He squeezed her breasts again, using his thumb and forefinger to roll and tweak her nipples. Then, even as he continued his manipulation of her left nipple, his right hand traveled south and dipped into the front of her panties. He shuddered. “Fuck, I love how wet you get for me.”
He rubbed her clit in a small circular motion and she pushed back harder against him.
“I wish we had more time,” he whispered.
Lucy had to laugh again. They had made love twice the night before and again first thing this morning. He was acting like he was starving for it.
He took his hand out of her panties and spun her around. “What’s so funny?”
“You,” she said, becoming more and more breathless as his hands explored her. “And you called me insatiable.”
“Only when you’re around,” he said.
In spite of herself, she loved hearing it.
“The clock is still ticking, and you’re still dressed,” she told him.
“I know,” he said. “I need you to step away so that I can use my hands for something besides touching you.”
Lucy stepped forward and even then had to pull away from his clinging hands. As soon as they separated, he began shucking his clothes while she peeled off her panties and was left standing in front of him wearing only her sandals.
