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Her succulent mouth twists, and I can tell she’s debating her words. And I know how she normally bites her tongue.
“Say it, Princess.”
Her eyes flash fire at me, and I love it. I’m fucked up enough to admit that I love anything that makes this woman light up like a sparkler on the Fourth of July.
“It’s just, this is awkward, right? And I don’t want either of you to be more uncomfortable than you already are. Especially because of me.”
An altruistic Katherine Montgomery?
I shove the toothpaste in my mouth before I say something that will lose me a spot in my bed. A moment later, she slips past me and hangs up the towel.
“Don’t worry. I’m not afraid for my virtue. I know I’m not your type.”
Is she kidding? I watch her walk away, finger-combing her hair. My eyes snap shut. Why am I so obsessed with her hair?
The light in the bedroom winks out, and rain pats the windows, making an intimate situation even cozier.
Not my type? She must be blind to not know how stunning she is. How attractive she is when she debates ideas across the conference table. How breathtaking her passion is. And all of that is only the tip of the iceberg.
Katherine Montgomery is everyone’s type. Monks included.
“You sure about this, Katie Bird?” Alex asks.
This is ridiculous. We can call the helicopter back. Maybe the press has gone home for the night. Surely, they’re not going to wait around for a picture of the three of us. I spit out the toothpaste and rinse out the sink. Stupid monkey suit. I shed the jacket and kick off the ridiculously expensive shoes.
“We’re all adults,” she says. “I’m sure we can keep our hands to ourselves for one night.”
Going for the practical route, Princess? Underneath that pragmatist are layers I’d die to explore. The geek in me would love to take her apart and put her back together again. Learn what makes her tick.
And scream.
And come.
We might all be adults, as she claims, but why do I feel like a horny teenager alone with a girl for the first time? Perhaps I should go stand outside in the rain to cool off.
I tell myself to stop being ridiculous as if I’ll actually listen. With a deep breath, my fingers move to the buttons of my shirt. When I’m in nothing but my slacks and boxers, I flip off the vanity light and wait a moment for my eyes to adjust.
Wind rattles the window screens and I’m keenly aware I’m in an unfamiliar space. Everything smells different. The air is stale with a hint of salt spray, and there’s a sandy grit beneath my feet as I cross the wood floors.
There’s just enough light that I can see the outline of two bodies against the white linens. I pause, trying to decide if I’m about to make another mistake. Do I care?
“Get in the bed, Gabriel.”
Damn. I love how she says my name. It sounds so exotic and delicious on her tongue.
I haven’t slept with someone I wasn’t fucking since I was a kid. As I lay down, hands locked at my sides, I will my brain to shut off. Shut down. Let me fall asleep. But I can’t because Katherine Montgomery is a puzzle I’d die to solve.
15
KATHERINE
This is the best dream ever, and I don’t want to wake up.
I’m holding on with both hands.
Why does the sun have to get up so early in the morning?
I grumble at the bright light. Something tickles my nose. There’s a soft chuckle, and my cheek vibrates.
