if she assumed they were in one accord with what she was about to say. “Going back to our conversation earlier about restarting our affair… Spending time with you like this, here in New York, is wonderful, but when we return to Charlotte we won’t be seeing each other again.”
The hell we won’t! He fought to keep the frown off his face while wondering just how she figured that. “I don’t see why not. You’ve missed me. I’ve missed you. So there.”
“Yes, which is the reason we’re spending time together now. A holiday fling is just what we evidently need. It’s the season to be jolly, and we can even act a little loony, out of character, even behave like sex addicts and all that good stuff. We’re adults with needs. But when it’s all said and done, eventually things have to get back to normal, and when they do, it will be life as we know it.”
“And what kind of life is that?” he asked, trying to keep anger from burning the back of his throat.
“I can’t speak for you, but mine will be one with no serious entanglements. I have too much baggage for any man to deal with.”
Try me. He decided now was not the time to tell her that their entanglement was already as serious as it could get. He also decided not to break the news that he had all intentions of resuming what they had shared before. The only kind of life he planned on having was one with her in it.
He opened his mouth to speak but closed it when he heard them docking back at the port. A short time later the car door opened, and he knew Jules had returned. That gave him a chance to sit and ponder why he had this burning obsession with getting back with her. And he knew the reason had nothing to do with the off-the-chain sex they’d had tonight or all those other times before. It was way too deep for him to try and dissect at this moment. Especially when she thought she’d delivered the last word.
He fully understood why she intended to keep him at arm’s length again once they returned to Charlotte. She’d been burned once and didn’t intend for any man to light a match to her again. Well, he had news for her. He was not going to let her lump him in with that poor excuse for a husband any longer.
“You’ve gotten quiet on me, Xavier.”
They were back on the road again. Bright lights were everywhere as the car headed back toward her hotel. “I was just thinking.”
“About what?”
“What I need to do to convince you that we need to restart our affair on a long-term basis.”
She shook her head. “Don’t bother. I don’t do longterm.”
“You did me for one month shy of a year.”
“I got carried away,” she said simply. “ We got carried away. It was an abnormality for you as much as it was for me.”
Yes, it had been, but he hadn’t complained.
“And what about your status in the club?”
The question annoyed him. “Forget about the club.”
“Why should I? And can you? You and your godbrothers are the ones who established it. What will they think?”
At the moment he didn’t give a royal damn.
What had he been thinking when he’d conceived of the Bachelors in Demand Club, he wondered now. And at the time, his five godbrothers, for various reasons, had been more than happy to be a part of it. “Xavier?”
He glanced over at her. “I’m still thinking.”
She smiled. “Yes, you do that and pretty soon you’ll see I’m right. What you’re asking for is not what you really want. You just got caught up in the moment. You even admitted yourself that because of work you hadn’t slept with another woman since me. The way I see it, you’ve been suffering from a bad case of horniness. Don’t get your heads mixed up, Xavier. You used to be pretty good knowing one from the other.”
He looked away out the window. She sounded like she assumed she had all the answers. Well, he had news for her. If she thought—
“And I think considering everything, we should forget about that nightcap.”
At her
The hell we won’t! He fought to keep the frown off his face while wondering just how she figured that. “I don’t see why not. You’ve missed me. I’ve missed you. So there.”
“Yes, which is the reason we’re spending time together now. A holiday fling is just what we evidently need. It’s the season to be jolly, and we can even act a little loony, out of character, even behave like sex addicts and all that good stuff. We’re adults with needs. But when it’s all said and done, eventually things have to get back to normal, and when they do, it will be life as we know it.”
“And what kind of life is that?” he asked, trying to keep anger from burning the back of his throat.
“I can’t speak for you, but mine will be one with no serious entanglements. I have too much baggage for any man to deal with.”
Try me. He decided now was not the time to tell her that their entanglement was already as serious as it could get. He also decided not to break the news that he had all intentions of resuming what they had shared before. The only kind of life he planned on having was one with her in it.
He opened his mouth to speak but closed it when he heard them docking back at the port. A short time later the car door opened, and he knew Jules had returned. That gave him a chance to sit and ponder why he had this burning obsession with getting back with her. And he knew the reason had nothing to do with the off-the-chain sex they’d had tonight or all those other times before. It was way too deep for him to try and dissect at this moment. Especially when she thought she’d delivered the last word.
He fully understood why she intended to keep him at arm’s length again once they returned to Charlotte. She’d been burned once and didn’t intend for any man to light a match to her again. Well, he had news for her. He was not going to let her lump him in with that poor excuse for a husband any longer.
“You’ve gotten quiet on me, Xavier.”
They were back on the road again. Bright lights were everywhere as the car headed back toward her hotel. “I was just thinking.”
“About what?”
“What I need to do to convince you that we need to restart our affair on a long-term basis.”
She shook her head. “Don’t bother. I don’t do longterm.”
“You did me for one month shy of a year.”
“I got carried away,” she said simply. “ We got carried away. It was an abnormality for you as much as it was for me.”
Yes, it had been, but he hadn’t complained.
“And what about your status in the club?”
The question annoyed him. “Forget about the club.”
“Why should I? And can you? You and your godbrothers are the ones who established it. What will they think?”
At the moment he didn’t give a royal damn.
What had he been thinking when he’d conceived of the Bachelors in Demand Club, he wondered now. And at the time, his five godbrothers, for various reasons, had been more than happy to be a part of it. “Xavier?”
He glanced over at her. “I’m still thinking.”
She smiled. “Yes, you do that and pretty soon you’ll see I’m right. What you’re asking for is not what you really want. You just got caught up in the moment. You even admitted yourself that because of work you hadn’t slept with another woman since me. The way I see it, you’ve been suffering from a bad case of horniness. Don’t get your heads mixed up, Xavier. You used to be pretty good knowing one from the other.”
He looked away out the window. She sounded like she assumed she had all the answers. Well, he had news for her. If she thought—
“And I think considering everything, we should forget about that nightcap.”
At her
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