thumped hard and loud in his chest at the realisation; he wanted something from Kate that he had never wanted from anyone. He wanted more. Which made her a threat and a risk.
“Hey there.” Her voice was sated and soft as her fingers lazily stepped across his belly. “That was … amazing.”
“The pleasure was all mine. Really.” He pecked a quick kiss onto her forehead, inhaled the scent of her, of himself. The musk smell of us . A man could too easily get used to having a beautiful naked woman in his bed, some kind of light trip going on in his chest. Honesty. Life laid bare.
So yes, she was a threat. Because all the worries of Macau and the security hack had dissolved for those few moments with her. All thoughts of his past and his father. Of the fight club. Of what he couldn’t give to anyone, of the folly of making false promises.
All those stultifying thoughts had disappeared for a few precious minutes but they were back, reminding him that trust was a dangerous game. That love made a fool out of men.
Kate’s head was on his shoulder now, she was looking up at him, soft and searching—like before, as if she’d wanted to understand what he’d endured at his father’s hand. What his mother had. Rey didn’t know why the hell he had even said those things to Kate. He didn’t fit with her and yet … being with her made the blackness almost bearable.
She wriggled to the edge of the bed and wrapped a sheet around her sensational breasts. “Goodness, it’s getting late. I guess I’d better get going before I get the sack. I have a real doozy of a boss.”
“So I heard.” He lay on his side, leaning up on an elbow. His other hand was on her back, stroking down the knots of her spine. The bones were so delicate, her English rose skin so translucent, it looked like a string of pearls, not a backbone. But he knew different. Her fragile appearance belied an inner strength. There was steel in there. She stood up for what she believed in and wasn’t afraid of voicing her opinions. She believed in doing good and wasn’t driven by money. She was an exceptional woman. “I also heard he’s busy tonight and won’t notice you’re not in the bar.”
She looked at him over her shoulder, the last vestiges of sex fading from her eyes. “I doubt that, he’s very hands-on. But seriously, they’re a man down in the VIP lounge. I really should go. God knows what Carlos is thinking. He’s probably sent a search party out for me.”
“Forget it. One phone call and I’ll sort it out. Stay.” The word flew from his mouth before he could rein it in. So, yes, it turned out that he was indeed a fool. But just looking at her exquisite naked body had him hard for her again. He didn’t need to love her, just spend some time with her. It wasn’t asking too much of his heart. Was it? He could indulge himself in this for a short time. Why the hell not? It wasn’t going to turn into anything serious, he’d make sure of that. He touched her thigh. “Stay all night.”
She turned to face him. “I can’t.”
“Or won’t?”
“I have things to do. Responsibilities …” Slipping from his touch she stood, the sheet dropping to the floor. First time he’d asked a woman to stay, first time he’d been rejected. There was a lesson there. And yet he knew she’d been there in that zone a few minutes ago. Those eyes couldn’t lie, not then, not when they’d been so freaking connected. So why the quick get out?
Maybe she was the same as him. She’d said she didn’t want anything from him, she didn’t believe in all that fairy-tale guff. So, he should have been grateful. He wasn’t, he was thrown off balance. “I told you, I’ll fix work.”
“It’s not just work, there are other things …” Her mouth formed a thin line as she bit down on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to speak … then didn’t. Then … “Look, I have someone I need to be home for at the end of my shift. I try to be there
“Hey there.” Her voice was sated and soft as her fingers lazily stepped across his belly. “That was … amazing.”
“The pleasure was all mine. Really.” He pecked a quick kiss onto her forehead, inhaled the scent of her, of himself. The musk smell of us . A man could too easily get used to having a beautiful naked woman in his bed, some kind of light trip going on in his chest. Honesty. Life laid bare.
So yes, she was a threat. Because all the worries of Macau and the security hack had dissolved for those few moments with her. All thoughts of his past and his father. Of the fight club. Of what he couldn’t give to anyone, of the folly of making false promises.
All those stultifying thoughts had disappeared for a few precious minutes but they were back, reminding him that trust was a dangerous game. That love made a fool out of men.
Kate’s head was on his shoulder now, she was looking up at him, soft and searching—like before, as if she’d wanted to understand what he’d endured at his father’s hand. What his mother had. Rey didn’t know why the hell he had even said those things to Kate. He didn’t fit with her and yet … being with her made the blackness almost bearable.
She wriggled to the edge of the bed and wrapped a sheet around her sensational breasts. “Goodness, it’s getting late. I guess I’d better get going before I get the sack. I have a real doozy of a boss.”
“So I heard.” He lay on his side, leaning up on an elbow. His other hand was on her back, stroking down the knots of her spine. The bones were so delicate, her English rose skin so translucent, it looked like a string of pearls, not a backbone. But he knew different. Her fragile appearance belied an inner strength. There was steel in there. She stood up for what she believed in and wasn’t afraid of voicing her opinions. She believed in doing good and wasn’t driven by money. She was an exceptional woman. “I also heard he’s busy tonight and won’t notice you’re not in the bar.”
She looked at him over her shoulder, the last vestiges of sex fading from her eyes. “I doubt that, he’s very hands-on. But seriously, they’re a man down in the VIP lounge. I really should go. God knows what Carlos is thinking. He’s probably sent a search party out for me.”
“Forget it. One phone call and I’ll sort it out. Stay.” The word flew from his mouth before he could rein it in. So, yes, it turned out that he was indeed a fool. But just looking at her exquisite naked body had him hard for her again. He didn’t need to love her, just spend some time with her. It wasn’t asking too much of his heart. Was it? He could indulge himself in this for a short time. Why the hell not? It wasn’t going to turn into anything serious, he’d make sure of that. He touched her thigh. “Stay all night.”
She turned to face him. “I can’t.”
“Or won’t?”
“I have things to do. Responsibilities …” Slipping from his touch she stood, the sheet dropping to the floor. First time he’d asked a woman to stay, first time he’d been rejected. There was a lesson there. And yet he knew she’d been there in that zone a few minutes ago. Those eyes couldn’t lie, not then, not when they’d been so freaking connected. So why the quick get out?
Maybe she was the same as him. She’d said she didn’t want anything from him, she didn’t believe in all that fairy-tale guff. So, he should have been grateful. He wasn’t, he was thrown off balance. “I told you, I’ll fix work.”
“It’s not just work, there are other things …” Her mouth formed a thin line as she bit down on her bottom lip. She opened her mouth to speak … then didn’t. Then … “Look, I have someone I need to be home for at the end of my shift. I try to be there
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