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He had simply raised an arrogant brow at that. “All of them?”
“All of them.”
“The parents would sack them and hire new people. Besides, they get paid a lot of money, so that wouldn’t be an issue.”
“You’re impossible,” she had remarked in frustration.
“I’m being practical.”
She wondered what had prompted him to learn.
Just as she was finishing off her coffee, he came back. She took in the clothing he had laid out over his arms. “I figured you would be more comfortable in these. They belong to my sister. She’s always stopping over and leaving her stuff.”
“I should get going. I-”
“No.” The single word had a punch to it that had her blinking.
She waited until he came forward and sat on the edge of the bed. “I need to go home.”
“I want you to spend the day with me.”
“The day is almost over.” She jerked her head towards the window.
Taking the tray away, he placed it on the table, a beautifully strong mahogany with an almost golden finish. Taking her hand in his, he lifted it to skim his lips over the knuckles, his eyes watching her face. “I need you to stay.”
“Landry-”
“Don’t make me beg.” His hand tightened on hers. “I’m prepared to, but please don’t make me have to.” He laced his fingers through hers, and she felt her heart aching at the pleading look on his handsome face. She didn’t want to go, of course, but there were things that needed to be sorted out between them.
“All right,” she sighed.
“Good,” he replied briskly. “I’ll run you a bath.”
“You’ll what?”
“A bubble bath, with all the fragrances. Kathy also left some bath essentials in the guest bathroom.” Leaning over, he took her lips and had her sighing inside his mouth. When he started to move away, she wrapped her hands around his neck and, to his infinite pleasure, deepened the kiss. Biting off a groan, he pushed her back on the pillows and indulged. It was several minutes before he managed to surface. “I think I’ll join you,” he whispered hoarsely.
Chapter 11
"Too hot?" he asked softly as she settled back against him.
"Just right. It smells heavenly."
"Kathy's always experimenting with different scents." He used the sponge to slowly roll over the side of her neck. When she twisted her head to stare at him, he smiled quizzically.
"Something wrong?"
"No." Shaking her head, she tried to catch her breath.
"Does it surprise you that I would want you again?"
"We cannot continue this way," she muttered. "We're going to kill each other."
"What a way to go." He gave in to the impulse and started nibbling on the side of her neck.
"I like the design of the bathroom." She was trying desperately to distract herself from the heat rising up inside her. "It reminds me of the ocean."
"That was the idea." His hands drifted down to cup her breasts, fingers rubbing over the rigid nipples.
