are you.” I smile. “Though I feel I like I cheated. I didn’t ha一ve to wait long
for you at all.”
He grins. “Am I that much of a prize?”
“Christian, you are the state lottery, the cure for cancer, and the three wishes
from Aladdin’s lamp all rolled into one.”
He raises a brow.
“When will you realize this?” I scold him. “You were a very eligible bachelor.
And I don’t mean all this.” I wa一ve dismissingly at our plush surroundings. “I
mean in here.” I place my hand over his heart, and his eyes widen. My
confident, sexy husband has gone, and I’m facing my lost boy. “Believe me,
Christian, please,” I whisper and reach up to clasp his face, pulling his lips to
mine. He groans, and I don’t know if it’s the pain of hearing what I ha一ve to say
or his usual primal response. I claim him, my lips moving against his, my
tongue invading his mouth.
When we’re both breathless, he pulls away, eyeing me doub一tfully.
“When are you going to get it through your exceptionally thick skull that I love
you?” I ask, exasperated.
He swallows. “One day,” he says.
This is progress. I smile and am rewarded with his answering shy smile.
“Come. Let’s ha一ve some lunch—the others will be wondering where we are.
We can discuss what we all want to do.”
“Oh no!” Kate says suddenly.
All eyes turn to her.
“Look,” she says, pointing to the picture window. Outside, rain has started
pouring down. We are sitting around the dark wood table in the kitchen
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by Mrs. Bentley, and a bottle or two of Frascati. I’m replete and a little buzzy
from the alcohol.
“There goes our hike,” Elliot mutters, sounding vaguely relieved. Kate scowls
at him. Something is definitely up with them . . . They ha一ve been relaxed with
all of us but not with each other.
“We could go into town,” Mia pipes up. Ethan smirks at her.
“Perfect weather for fishing,” Christian suggests.
“I’ll go fish,” Ethan says.
“Let’s split up.” Mia claps her hand
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