panicked feeling in the pit of my stomach.”
She stepped up to him, laying her hand on his arm. “I can’t tell you how sweet your concern is, Barrett, but honestly, I’m okay now.”
“I know. But you can take the rest of the day off. Sun’s out, and the beach is calling. We’ll get a cabana and you can chill.”
“Okay. We’ll chill. Sounds fun.”
“Good.” He took the bag from her hands. “Let’s go.”
Harmony had no complaints about taking the rest of the day off. There was nothing like relaxing in front of the Gulf. When they got to the resort, she was surprised to discover Barrett had booked them a room.
“Easier to change clothes that way,” he said, as he led them up to their room.
Now that she was feeling one hundred percent herself again, she was intrigued. “Of course.”
He’d gotten them an oceanfront room, which couldn’t have been easy considering this was the height of summer vacation time. But she wasn’t about to complain about the amazing view once she stepped fully into the room. She headed straight for the balcony and walked outside. The heat was oppressive, but the balcony was shaded and there was a lovely breeze. Plus the view of the Gulf was spectacular.
Barrett stepped beside her, and the spacious balcony suddenly seemed closed in.
Not that she minded having his big, gorgeous body next to hers.
“Ready to hit the beach?” he asked.
“Absolutely. I’ll go change.”
She picked up her bag and went into the bathroom to change into her bikini. She pulled on her cover-up and slid into her beach flip-flops, then came out of the bathroom to discover Barrett had already changed into his board shorts and a tank top.
She wondered what he would have thought if she’d come out of the bathroom while he was naked. She certainly wouldn’t have minded seeing all that muscle in the buff. And maybe their afternoon would have turned out completely different.
She grabbed her sunglasses and sunscreen, then turned her phone to silent mode. She’d already told Rosalie she was out for the day and given her instructions to shift her appointment and answer some calls for her, so she was cleared until tomorrow.
After this morning’s debacle, she was actually looking forward to a little downtime.
She followed Barrett to the elevator. They rode down to the lobby and walked out to the pool area.
“I thought we’d get a private cabana on the beach, unless you hate sand.”
She laughed. “I don’t hate sand. Sand is fine with me.”
They walked out onto the beach and Barrett stopped at the rental shack. He filled out the paperwork and they were shown to a private spot that was more like a small room. She’d expected an umbrella and a couple of lounge chairs, not this open-air room with a roof, a sofa, chairs and a sliding door that closed for privacy.
Sweet.
“This is nice,” she said, sliding onto the lounge.
“Yeah. I like privacy.”
A cocktail waitress appeared. “What can I get you two to drink?”
Barrett ordered a beer.
“I’ll have an iced tea for now.”
“Anything to eat?” their waitress asked.
“Nothing for me,” Harmony said.
Barrett shook his head. “We’re good, thanks.”
After their waitress left, Barrett said, “How am I supposed to get you drunk and appropriately sugared up if all you’re going to drink is iced tea?”
She laughed. “I’m fine for the moment. And I promise to tell you the second I get hit with a hunger pang.”
“Promise?”
She crossed two fingers over her heart. “Promise.”
Content to sit under the shaded roof of their private room for now, she pulled off her cover-up, kicked off her sandals and slid fully onto the lounge, enjoying the view of not only the ocean, but Barrett as he drew his shirt over his head, revealing his amazing torso.
The man had one hell of a body. He was well muscled, with incredibly wide shoulders, impossibly chiseled biceps and triceps and a lean, tapered waist. She itched to run her
She stepped up to him, laying her hand on his arm. “I can’t tell you how sweet your concern is, Barrett, but honestly, I’m okay now.”
“I know. But you can take the rest of the day off. Sun’s out, and the beach is calling. We’ll get a cabana and you can chill.”
“Okay. We’ll chill. Sounds fun.”
“Good.” He took the bag from her hands. “Let’s go.”
Harmony had no complaints about taking the rest of the day off. There was nothing like relaxing in front of the Gulf. When they got to the resort, she was surprised to discover Barrett had booked them a room.
“Easier to change clothes that way,” he said, as he led them up to their room.
Now that she was feeling one hundred percent herself again, she was intrigued. “Of course.”
He’d gotten them an oceanfront room, which couldn’t have been easy considering this was the height of summer vacation time. But she wasn’t about to complain about the amazing view once she stepped fully into the room. She headed straight for the balcony and walked outside. The heat was oppressive, but the balcony was shaded and there was a lovely breeze. Plus the view of the Gulf was spectacular.
Barrett stepped beside her, and the spacious balcony suddenly seemed closed in.
Not that she minded having his big, gorgeous body next to hers.
“Ready to hit the beach?” he asked.
“Absolutely. I’ll go change.”
She picked up her bag and went into the bathroom to change into her bikini. She pulled on her cover-up and slid into her beach flip-flops, then came out of the bathroom to discover Barrett had already changed into his board shorts and a tank top.
She wondered what he would have thought if she’d come out of the bathroom while he was naked. She certainly wouldn’t have minded seeing all that muscle in the buff. And maybe their afternoon would have turned out completely different.
She grabbed her sunglasses and sunscreen, then turned her phone to silent mode. She’d already told Rosalie she was out for the day and given her instructions to shift her appointment and answer some calls for her, so she was cleared until tomorrow.
After this morning’s debacle, she was actually looking forward to a little downtime.
She followed Barrett to the elevator. They rode down to the lobby and walked out to the pool area.
“I thought we’d get a private cabana on the beach, unless you hate sand.”
She laughed. “I don’t hate sand. Sand is fine with me.”
They walked out onto the beach and Barrett stopped at the rental shack. He filled out the paperwork and they were shown to a private spot that was more like a small room. She’d expected an umbrella and a couple of lounge chairs, not this open-air room with a roof, a sofa, chairs and a sliding door that closed for privacy.
Sweet.
“This is nice,” she said, sliding onto the lounge.
“Yeah. I like privacy.”
A cocktail waitress appeared. “What can I get you two to drink?”
Barrett ordered a beer.
“I’ll have an iced tea for now.”
“Anything to eat?” their waitress asked.
“Nothing for me,” Harmony said.
Barrett shook his head. “We’re good, thanks.”
After their waitress left, Barrett said, “How am I supposed to get you drunk and appropriately sugared up if all you’re going to drink is iced tea?”
She laughed. “I’m fine for the moment. And I promise to tell you the second I get hit with a hunger pang.”
“Promise?”
She crossed two fingers over her heart. “Promise.”
Content to sit under the shaded roof of their private room for now, she pulled off her cover-up, kicked off her sandals and slid fully onto the lounge, enjoying the view of not only the ocean, but Barrett as he drew his shirt over his head, revealing his amazing torso.
The man had one hell of a body. He was well muscled, with incredibly wide shoulders, impossibly chiseled biceps and triceps and a lean, tapered waist. She itched to run her
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