squealed. “God, that’s cold!”
Adam
took her hand. “You’ll get used to it. Come on.” He walked into the water,
pulling her with him, laughing and shrieking as the waves foamed around her
calves, her thighs, her waist.
This
is fun . She
splashed Adam, pulled away from him, and ran through the water. Playing like a
kid would. Like a kid should. Like she never had. When she was young, she’d found
it difficult to make friends. Parents at the school were cautious about inviting
her to come and play at their houses, and there was no point in inviting anyone
back to hers. The prospect of bringing someone home to her mother passed out on
the couch had been a deterrent since she was old enough to realize not everyone
had a home life like hers.
That
was her past. She could make her own future.
She
scanned the water. Adam had disappeared. A moment later, she shrieked as
something touched her ankle. Before she could register what it was, she toppled
into the waves. Then Adam’s strong arms were around her, holding her safe. She
spluttered and blinked water out of her eyes.
“You…”
She couldn’t hold back laughter. “You bastard!”
With
a grin, he tightened his hold.
Her
arms curved around his neck, and she tugged at his hair. “Have you thought
about my proposition?” She raised her eyebrows. “Are you going to be my man
candy, or do I need to look elsewhere?”
He
growled and bit her neck softly, sending a tremor through her. “If you’re
determined to mess around with someone over the next few weeks, you can forget
targeting anyone else, I won’t stand for it.” One hand flattened over her
breast. “Just as long as we both know the rules.”
“No
falling in love.”
He
nodded. “Friends with benefits. No regrets.” He pressed an open mouthed kiss on
her lips. “No regrets,” he whispered again, reinforcing his words.
“Your
life is fun.”
He’d
always done exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. Had a tribe of Logans
guarding his back, and supporting him unconditionally. Her mood dipped. Her
life had never been like that. Lester had never cared about her at all, even
though she’d thought he did. She breathed in deep. “I want my life to be fun
too.”
“Fun
means accepting the unexpected.” He nibbled her ear.
“I
didn’t expect a stranger arriving at the front door with my panties.” It was
the first time anyone had ever called her Mrs Logan, a title she no longer
held. Adam had called her his wife, and even though it was no doubt meant to
intimidate Paddy, a warm feeling had spread through her at being publicly
claimed. As though she was part of his family too.
His
gaze swept the shoreline, then his fingers hooked into the straps of her
swimsuit and peeled down the top. “I bet you weren’t expecting this either.”
Her
nipples pebbled in the cold water, until Adam cupped her breasts with his big
hands. “I could introduce you to sex in the sea, but I reckon it’s overrated.
And rolling around on the beach will get sand where the sun don’t shine.” He
squeezed, then pulled up her swimsuit. “Let’s go home.”
Chapter Ten
A
couple of days later, she stayed late recording, and got a lift home with
Christine rather than call Adam to collect her.
There
was no sign of him when she let herself in, but the lamps were lit, and he’d lit
a fire, making the cottage warm and welcoming. With a smile, she kicked off her
shoes, strode into the kitchen to place the Indian take-out she’d brought home
into the oven to keep warm, then went to find him.
The
bedroom was empty. The bathroom too.
His
office was dark.
A
noise came from the room she had yet to investigate—the one he’d called his
home gym. She pushed open the door quietly.
A
long black leather bag swung from the ceiling, shaking with every punch of his
boxing glove clad fists. He wore only a pair of black shorts, and his wide
expanse of chest was gleaming with sweat. The cut of defined muscles flexing
Adam
took her hand. “You’ll get used to it. Come on.” He walked into the water,
pulling her with him, laughing and shrieking as the waves foamed around her
calves, her thighs, her waist.
This
is fun . She
splashed Adam, pulled away from him, and ran through the water. Playing like a
kid would. Like a kid should. Like she never had. When she was young, she’d found
it difficult to make friends. Parents at the school were cautious about inviting
her to come and play at their houses, and there was no point in inviting anyone
back to hers. The prospect of bringing someone home to her mother passed out on
the couch had been a deterrent since she was old enough to realize not everyone
had a home life like hers.
That
was her past. She could make her own future.
She
scanned the water. Adam had disappeared. A moment later, she shrieked as
something touched her ankle. Before she could register what it was, she toppled
into the waves. Then Adam’s strong arms were around her, holding her safe. She
spluttered and blinked water out of her eyes.
“You…”
She couldn’t hold back laughter. “You bastard!”
With
a grin, he tightened his hold.
Her
arms curved around his neck, and she tugged at his hair. “Have you thought
about my proposition?” She raised her eyebrows. “Are you going to be my man
candy, or do I need to look elsewhere?”
He
growled and bit her neck softly, sending a tremor through her. “If you’re
determined to mess around with someone over the next few weeks, you can forget
targeting anyone else, I won’t stand for it.” One hand flattened over her
breast. “Just as long as we both know the rules.”
“No
falling in love.”
He
nodded. “Friends with benefits. No regrets.” He pressed an open mouthed kiss on
her lips. “No regrets,” he whispered again, reinforcing his words.
“Your
life is fun.”
He’d
always done exactly what he wanted, when he wanted. Had a tribe of Logans
guarding his back, and supporting him unconditionally. Her mood dipped. Her
life had never been like that. Lester had never cared about her at all, even
though she’d thought he did. She breathed in deep. “I want my life to be fun
too.”
“Fun
means accepting the unexpected.” He nibbled her ear.
“I
didn’t expect a stranger arriving at the front door with my panties.” It was
the first time anyone had ever called her Mrs Logan, a title she no longer
held. Adam had called her his wife, and even though it was no doubt meant to
intimidate Paddy, a warm feeling had spread through her at being publicly
claimed. As though she was part of his family too.
His
gaze swept the shoreline, then his fingers hooked into the straps of her
swimsuit and peeled down the top. “I bet you weren’t expecting this either.”
Her
nipples pebbled in the cold water, until Adam cupped her breasts with his big
hands. “I could introduce you to sex in the sea, but I reckon it’s overrated.
And rolling around on the beach will get sand where the sun don’t shine.” He
squeezed, then pulled up her swimsuit. “Let’s go home.”
Chapter Ten
A
couple of days later, she stayed late recording, and got a lift home with
Christine rather than call Adam to collect her.
There
was no sign of him when she let herself in, but the lamps were lit, and he’d lit
a fire, making the cottage warm and welcoming. With a smile, she kicked off her
shoes, strode into the kitchen to place the Indian take-out she’d brought home
into the oven to keep warm, then went to find him.
The
bedroom was empty. The bathroom too.
His
office was dark.
A
noise came from the room she had yet to investigate—the one he’d called his
home gym. She pushed open the door quietly.
A
long black leather bag swung from the ceiling, shaking with every punch of his
boxing glove clad fists. He wore only a pair of black shorts, and his wide
expanse of chest was gleaming with sweat. The cut of defined muscles flexing
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