finished. And if he had anything to say about it, it wasn’t going to be over for a very long time.
He leaned in and kissed her, then reluctantly drew away. “Sleep, princess. We’ll pick up where we left off tomorrow. This isn’t over. It isn’t even close to being over.”
Chapter Six
A very woke to the sound of rushing water.
She rolled to her side, then groaned at the pain stabbing her skull like a thousand tiny knives.
With extreme effort, she dragged her eyes opened, blinking into the bright sunlight streaming through the open patio door. Beyond, waves lapped gently at the sandy beach and birds cawing echoed on the warm, salty breeze.
She rested a hand against her throbbing head and shifted up in bed. Holy hell, she had the biggest hangover she’d had in years. How much did she drink last night? She remembered champagne at check-in, the beer in the suite, then a glass of wine at dinner, and a cosmo or two at the dance club. A handful of drinks over the course of eight hours shouldn’t affect her like this, especially since she hadn’t finished all of them. Unless the drinks had been really strong and she hadn’t realized how much—
The bathroom door opened, and Cade stepped out in a wave of steam. “Look who’s finally awake.”
Everything in her body warmed and tightened, and all thought slid from her brain. He was wearing only a low-slung towel around his lean hips and was drying his hair with another. And Holy God…every inch of him was toned and muscular. She’d figured as much—what she’d felt when she’d kissed him had been hard and lean—but seeing those sculpted pecs, the carved abdomen, and that dark line of hair that disappeared like an arrow beneath the towel—
“Ava? You okay?”
Her gaze jerked back to his face, and when she realized she’d been all but salivating, her cheeks heated. “What? Yes. I’m fine.”
Liar. Her body was on fire, and a dull ache was growing between her thighs every moment he stood there, practically naked in front of her.
Concern darkened his features. “Are you sure? You look flushed. You’re not going to pass out on me again, are you?”
Pass out? “I—?”
He moved past her, around the bar, and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Coming back to stand near the edge of the bed, he handed it to her. “Drink. You need fluids.”
She took the water, purposely avoiding his touch in the process. What was wrong with her? Her pulse was pounding, and all she could think about was ripping that towel off his hips.
Slowly, she lifted the bottle to her lips and sipped.
“Better,” he said. His mouth curled in that sexy half smile of his. “Don’t want a repeat of last night. The first part, yes absolutely, the last part, no.”
“What happened last night?” Confusion clouded Avery’s mind. She remembered that awkward moment in the suite yesterday, then going to dinner—which had been strained and tense until that kiss. Her cheeks warmed all over when she remembered the way he’d taken charge in that restaurant. How he’d tasted. What he’d felt like. Looking quickly away from his knowing eyes, she glanced down at the bed, then gasped when she realized she was naked and the sheet was bunched around her waist, leaving her breasts totally bare to his view.
She jerked the sheet up to her chest, jostling the bottle and sprinkling water over herself in the process. “ Why am I naked? ”
Cade chuckled. The bed dipped when he sat next to her. Completely off-balance, Avery jerked her legs away from him so she wouldn’t have to feel his heat permeating her skin through the thin cotton. “Relax. I’ve seen it all before, remember?”
“No,” she snapped, eyes wide. “I don’t remember. What the hell happened last night?”
His brow quirked in obvious amusement. “You really don’t know? Wow, you did drink a lot yesterday.”
Her cheeks literally burned. Frantic, she searched her mind. What was she missing? What had happened
He leaned in and kissed her, then reluctantly drew away. “Sleep, princess. We’ll pick up where we left off tomorrow. This isn’t over. It isn’t even close to being over.”
Chapter Six
A very woke to the sound of rushing water.
She rolled to her side, then groaned at the pain stabbing her skull like a thousand tiny knives.
With extreme effort, she dragged her eyes opened, blinking into the bright sunlight streaming through the open patio door. Beyond, waves lapped gently at the sandy beach and birds cawing echoed on the warm, salty breeze.
She rested a hand against her throbbing head and shifted up in bed. Holy hell, she had the biggest hangover she’d had in years. How much did she drink last night? She remembered champagne at check-in, the beer in the suite, then a glass of wine at dinner, and a cosmo or two at the dance club. A handful of drinks over the course of eight hours shouldn’t affect her like this, especially since she hadn’t finished all of them. Unless the drinks had been really strong and she hadn’t realized how much—
The bathroom door opened, and Cade stepped out in a wave of steam. “Look who’s finally awake.”
Everything in her body warmed and tightened, and all thought slid from her brain. He was wearing only a low-slung towel around his lean hips and was drying his hair with another. And Holy God…every inch of him was toned and muscular. She’d figured as much—what she’d felt when she’d kissed him had been hard and lean—but seeing those sculpted pecs, the carved abdomen, and that dark line of hair that disappeared like an arrow beneath the towel—
“Ava? You okay?”
Her gaze jerked back to his face, and when she realized she’d been all but salivating, her cheeks heated. “What? Yes. I’m fine.”
Liar. Her body was on fire, and a dull ache was growing between her thighs every moment he stood there, practically naked in front of her.
Concern darkened his features. “Are you sure? You look flushed. You’re not going to pass out on me again, are you?”
Pass out? “I—?”
He moved past her, around the bar, and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge. Coming back to stand near the edge of the bed, he handed it to her. “Drink. You need fluids.”
She took the water, purposely avoiding his touch in the process. What was wrong with her? Her pulse was pounding, and all she could think about was ripping that towel off his hips.
Slowly, she lifted the bottle to her lips and sipped.
“Better,” he said. His mouth curled in that sexy half smile of his. “Don’t want a repeat of last night. The first part, yes absolutely, the last part, no.”
“What happened last night?” Confusion clouded Avery’s mind. She remembered that awkward moment in the suite yesterday, then going to dinner—which had been strained and tense until that kiss. Her cheeks warmed all over when she remembered the way he’d taken charge in that restaurant. How he’d tasted. What he’d felt like. Looking quickly away from his knowing eyes, she glanced down at the bed, then gasped when she realized she was naked and the sheet was bunched around her waist, leaving her breasts totally bare to his view.
She jerked the sheet up to her chest, jostling the bottle and sprinkling water over herself in the process. “ Why am I naked? ”
Cade chuckled. The bed dipped when he sat next to her. Completely off-balance, Avery jerked her legs away from him so she wouldn’t have to feel his heat permeating her skin through the thin cotton. “Relax. I’ve seen it all before, remember?”
“No,” she snapped, eyes wide. “I don’t remember. What the hell happened last night?”
His brow quirked in obvious amusement. “You really don’t know? Wow, you did drink a lot yesterday.”
Her cheeks literally burned. Frantic, she searched her mind. What was she missing? What had happened
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