Page 146 of Bridesmaid for Hire
“What?” I ask.
“Nothing…just thinking about how goddamn lucky I am.”
I smile at him. “And here I thought you hated me this whole time.”
“The hate was a mask for how I really felt.”
“And how do you really feel?” I ask.
He strokes my face with this thumb. “Like I could be one happy motherfucker with you in my life.”
Cue the blushing.
“You’re staring again,” I say as Brody sits across from me at dinner.
“Because you look really beautiful,” he says.
After a long day in the cabana, we went back to our bungalow where we showered—together—and got ready for dinner. We listened to music as he watched me put on light makeup. I let my hair air dry into its natural wave, then pinned a piece back and added a flower to go with my outfit. I went with a two-piece set. A pair of high-waisted short shorts and a tube top with off-the-shoulder sleeves. Now that I’d caught some sun, deepening my spray tan, the turquoise of the outfit looks great against my skin.
Brody went with a simple pair of chino shorts and a navy blue, short-sleeved button-up shirt. Of course he leaves the top few buttons undone, showing off his impeccable chest and the obvious bite marks I’ve left. I asked him if he wanted to cover them up and he shook his head. He was proud of them.
The thought of him walking around the resort, showing off my bite marks made me blush. And now that we’re here in the restaurant, those bite marks still on display, I can feel my cheeks redden.
“You’ve said I look beautiful at least three times already,” I say as I lift my water, needing to cool down my cheeks.
“And I’ll probably say it another dozen times,” he replies. “So deal with it.” He winks.
“Well, thank you in advance. I’m not sure any guy I’ve dated has ever been this nice to me.”
“Then you were dating asshats,” he says, which of course makes me chuckle.
“Hey, you guys,” Haisley says as she walks up with the stoic Jude at her side. “Did you have a good day?”
“Great day,” I say as I glance at Brody, that knowing smirk of his pretty much telling the world the kind of day we had.
“I’m glad.” Haisley looks between us and chuckles.
“What?” I ask.
She winces. “Okay, don’t hate me, but it’s too funny not to share. Dad was woken up last night by a noise that sounded like a dying animal. He went to his deck to investigate and heard you shouting Brody’s name in a…pleasurable way.”
I clamp my hand over my mouth while Brody’s smile grows wider.
“Oh my God, he did not,” I say.
Haisley nods. “He was so grumpy this morning about it, going on about how people need to keep their bedroom antics to themselves.”
“I’m horrified,” I say.
“I’m not,” Brody says as he leans back in his chair, looking like the Man.
And surprising to everyone around, Jude gives Brody a slight nod of approval. God, I can only imagine what Haisley and Jude’s sex life must be like.
She has to climb a freaking tree every night, I’m sure.
Haisley chuckles as she adds, “And then apparently he heard you two in a cabana by the ocean when he was on a serenity walk.”
My eyes widen as I look over at Brody. The man is beaming with pride. Chest puffed, chin up, acting like he just won the biggest prize.
