some. “We need a shower.”
“Mmm.” Her fingers had moved to his unruly hair, smoothing and combing. That was all it took to fire him up all over again. “In a minute.”
Because he was afraid he might forget all about his honorable intentions and give in to overwhelming temptation, he attempted to zip his jeans over his still-hard cock, but the zipper wouldn’t cooperate.
Laura laughed at his dilemma. “I thought we took care of that problem.”
“I thought so, too,” Owen said, grimacing as her laughter made the ache worse. “It’s your influence. He can’t get enough of you.”
She trailed a finger down his neck to his chest, dragging her nail over his nipple.
“Is that supposed to be helping?” he asked, sounding strangled.
“We don’t have to wait, Owen.”
He stopped her hand before it could travel any lower. In the state he was in, if she so much as brushed against him, he’d detonate.
“I’ve filed for divorce. I’m single in every way that matters.”
“You have to resolve the situation with the baby first. I don’t know why that matters so much to me. It just does.” He bent his head to kiss her, making sure to keep a tight rein on the desire to plunder her sweet mouth. It wouldn’t take much to give in to the tremendous temptation. “We’ll have all the time in the world once you get that worked out. We’ll spend entire days in bed.”
Laura laughed at that. “And what will your grandmother say when her hotel isn’t ready for opening in the spring?”
Owen hovered above her, so close their lips were nearly touching. “She will say it was time very well spent. She’s always wanted me to find someone special and settle down.”
“Is that what you’re doing with me? Settling down?”
He snorted out a laugh. “I’m hardly ‘settled’ around you. Agitated, horny, desperate, frustrated, needy, happy…”
She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked up at him. “Are you happy?”
“Very much so. Are you?”
Nodding, she said, “So happy. Who would’ve thought I’d be in the boat I’m in—pregnant and divorcing my cheating husband—but happier than I’ve ever been in my life? It’s all because of you.”
“I’ll be happier when he knows about the baby and you guys have a plan for how you’re going to handle custody.” Owen rested his forehead against hers. “You do realize it’ll be almost impossible to share joint custody when you’re living out here and he’s in Providence, don’t you?”
“I’m almost certain he won’t want joint custody. He’s too selfish and career-oriented. He won’t want to be responsible for the baby on his own.”
“I don’t even know him, but I already know that if he can find a way to make life difficult for you, he’s probably going to do it.” And that, Owen realized, was his greatest fear.
“My father can make life difficult for him, too. I plan to remind him of that on Friday, if I need to.”
Owen hoped threats against his precious career would be enough to convince Justin to let her go.
Sydney stood in front of the mirror and gave her face a careful inspection. The sleepless night was obvious in the smudges below her green eyes. Thoughts of Jenny’s story had kept Syd awake, thinking about how she should approach the other woman. What had seemed like such a good idea yesterday now had her wondering if Luke had been right to be concerned.
But she was determined to at least see Jenny and make her aware of the other women on the island who were anxious to meet her and make her feel welcome.
She glanced down at the ring Luke had given her the night before, struck again by its unique beauty. That he’d gotten her a ring she would’ve chosen for herself was further proof he was the one for her—as if she needed further proof. When she’d arrived on the island earlier in the summer after leaving the teaching job she’d once loved, she’d reconnected with Luke, and he’d helped
“Mmm.” Her fingers had moved to his unruly hair, smoothing and combing. That was all it took to fire him up all over again. “In a minute.”
Because he was afraid he might forget all about his honorable intentions and give in to overwhelming temptation, he attempted to zip his jeans over his still-hard cock, but the zipper wouldn’t cooperate.
Laura laughed at his dilemma. “I thought we took care of that problem.”
“I thought so, too,” Owen said, grimacing as her laughter made the ache worse. “It’s your influence. He can’t get enough of you.”
She trailed a finger down his neck to his chest, dragging her nail over his nipple.
“Is that supposed to be helping?” he asked, sounding strangled.
“We don’t have to wait, Owen.”
He stopped her hand before it could travel any lower. In the state he was in, if she so much as brushed against him, he’d detonate.
“I’ve filed for divorce. I’m single in every way that matters.”
“You have to resolve the situation with the baby first. I don’t know why that matters so much to me. It just does.” He bent his head to kiss her, making sure to keep a tight rein on the desire to plunder her sweet mouth. It wouldn’t take much to give in to the tremendous temptation. “We’ll have all the time in the world once you get that worked out. We’ll spend entire days in bed.”
Laura laughed at that. “And what will your grandmother say when her hotel isn’t ready for opening in the spring?”
Owen hovered above her, so close their lips were nearly touching. “She will say it was time very well spent. She’s always wanted me to find someone special and settle down.”
“Is that what you’re doing with me? Settling down?”
He snorted out a laugh. “I’m hardly ‘settled’ around you. Agitated, horny, desperate, frustrated, needy, happy…”
She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth as she looked up at him. “Are you happy?”
“Very much so. Are you?”
Nodding, she said, “So happy. Who would’ve thought I’d be in the boat I’m in—pregnant and divorcing my cheating husband—but happier than I’ve ever been in my life? It’s all because of you.”
“I’ll be happier when he knows about the baby and you guys have a plan for how you’re going to handle custody.” Owen rested his forehead against hers. “You do realize it’ll be almost impossible to share joint custody when you’re living out here and he’s in Providence, don’t you?”
“I’m almost certain he won’t want joint custody. He’s too selfish and career-oriented. He won’t want to be responsible for the baby on his own.”
“I don’t even know him, but I already know that if he can find a way to make life difficult for you, he’s probably going to do it.” And that, Owen realized, was his greatest fear.
“My father can make life difficult for him, too. I plan to remind him of that on Friday, if I need to.”
Owen hoped threats against his precious career would be enough to convince Justin to let her go.
Sydney stood in front of the mirror and gave her face a careful inspection. The sleepless night was obvious in the smudges below her green eyes. Thoughts of Jenny’s story had kept Syd awake, thinking about how she should approach the other woman. What had seemed like such a good idea yesterday now had her wondering if Luke had been right to be concerned.
But she was determined to at least see Jenny and make her aware of the other women on the island who were anxious to meet her and make her feel welcome.
She glanced down at the ring Luke had given her the night before, struck again by its unique beauty. That he’d gotten her a ring she would’ve chosen for herself was further proof he was the one for her—as if she needed further proof. When she’d arrived on the island earlier in the summer after leaving the teaching job she’d once loved, she’d reconnected with Luke, and he’d helped
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