“Oh yes,” Leona responded, waggling her eyebrows up and down. “You might want to take out your own trash though, so no one else sees what’s in there. Not that I think Margarita or whoever takes care of your cottage this week would say anything, but around here, with your uncles, you probably don’t want to take the risk.”
“I didn’t even think of that.”
“Speaking of your uncles, you plan on telling them?”
“We haven’t talked about that yet. Truth be told, we haven’t even really discussed if we’re together.”
“Might want to figure that one out.” She motioned for the towel Drea had stopped folding. She handed it over and leaned against the table behind her.
“Yeah.”
“But I’m so happy for you, Drea. I know this is what you’ve wanted for a long time.”
“It is,” she said, looking at her watch. “Speaking of uncles and Kyle, I gotta go meet them all in the kitchen for breakfast.”
“Kyle and your uncles together for a meal, the morning after he fucked you senseless? Oh, this I can’t miss.”
The two women walked into the kitchen, still giggling about something. Kyle looked up from the coffee carafe he was filling when he heard Drea’s giggle. The sound was music to his ears and sent a tingle down his spine.
Climbing out of bed while it was still dark this morning to creep back to his room was possibly one of the hardest things he’d ever done. Watching her fall asleep in his arms and feeling her lying there, snuggled up against him as they slept last night, had been absolute heaven. Everything about her had been perfection, from her tan skin, to her reaction to his touch, to the way that beautiful bare pussy gripped his cock while he was inside her.
He had to fight the urge to walk over to her, wrap his arms around her, and pull her in for a kiss. It seemed so natural to have this desire, but he was fully aware, out of the corner of his eye, of Miller standing at the oven. There was a part of him that thought about walking over to Miller and saying, “You know that girl we talked about yesterday? It’s Drea, and she’s perfect and I want nothing more than to sweep her off her feet,” but he knew there was no way it would end the way he wanted it to while he was still an employee of the Indigo Royal Resort.
“Morning, girls!” Miller called out, not turning around from where he was working.
“Morning, Uncle Miller,” Leona called out. “Kyle.” She smirked in his direction, giving him an I-know-your-secret smile. He shook his head—of course she knew.
“Leona,” Kyle responded, handing her a knowing smile right back. He carried the carafe over to the family table and picked up a mug, pouring coffee into it. He handed the mug to Drea, who took it, her smile lighting up her whole face. “Morning, Drea. Sleep well?”
“I did. Yourself?”
“Like never before.”
He pulled out a chair from the table and motioned for her to sit. She slid into the seat, trying to hide her emotions from taking over her face as she did. Trying not to look obvious, he did the same for Leona, pulling out the chair to Drea’s left and then sitting in the one to her right. Reaching over to her underneath the table, he gripped her thigh just above her knee and gave it a little squeeze. He could see the little shudder her body gave as he made contact, and he hoped it was because she was reliving last night in her head.
Vaughn, Simone, and Grayson all paraded in together and sat in various spots around the table. Vaughn was on his phone typing furiously while Grayson flipped through a stack of papers, furrowing his brow trying to make sense of something.
“Did you see my text about the dress?” Simone asked Drea as she poured herself some coffee.
“Yes! You decided just to wear that champagne one you have?”
“I did. It’s my favorite and what better day to wear your favorite dress than on your wedding day, right?”
“Perfect. So, what do you want me in?”
“I’m thinking black if that works for you. I figured you could pull that off,” she laughed.
“Absolutely!”
“Hey, would you two mind running a booze cruise today?” Grayson chimed in. “It’d be a small one.”
“Sure,” Kyle shrugged. “Something happen with Bobby or Kenny?”
“No, but somehow paperwork got screwed up, and I can’t figure out how, but basically, we have three scheduled for today. Good news is, if you’re willing to do this, I can make it so you have nothing tomorrow and Sunday, so you can take the Runnin’ as early as you want tomorrow.”
“That’s fine,” Drea answered, looking at Kyle. He smiled back at her, thrilled at the idea that they could have two whole days away, just the two of them. He just hated hiding said excitement in the moment.
“Where are you two going?” Vaughn asked skeptically, looking up to eye Drea and Kyle.
