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Brad, her lips pursed for his quick kiss. Brad shot him a knowing look over her shoulder, his hands
smoothing up and down her bare back in a quick caress, and Austin swore steam just poured out of his
own ears.
He clenched his hands into fists. It infuriated him, seeing Brad with Michaela. He knew it was a
platonic hug, he knew Brad was putting on a show for his benefit but it didn t matter.
He was pissed. Damn it, he was jealous. And he didn t want to share Michaela. With anyone.
Seeing her hug Brad just confirmed it.
Maybe we could all go out together, grab some dinner, a few drinks? She smiled at Brad before
turning that same smile upon Austin. What do you think?
He thought the idea sucked complete ass. He wasn t in the mood to pretend anymore. Brad was
right. He needed to tell Michaela the truth.
I don t know& Austin started and Brad disengaged himself from Michaela, his gaze meeting
Austin s.
Listen, doll, sorry to say but I have to go. A very important date tonight with a big stud named
Renaldo. Brad wagged his brows, making Michaela giggle. You two lovebirds have fun tonight,
okay?
Thanks, Brad. Relief flooded Austin and he walked Brad to the door, helping him making a
quick escape. He shut the door, paused for a moment to gather courage damn what a wimp he was
proving to be, all over a freakin woman before he turned around to face Michaela.
She didn t look disappointed that Brad left. No, she looked smoking hot in that little bikini. It
emphasized her feminine curves, her pretty little breasts. Her nipples poked against the sky blue
fabric, her skin flushed from the sun, hair damp from the pool.
Too bad he couldn t go out with us. She watched him, her expression guarded. As if waiting for
him to say something about it. The Brad situation.
I have to go to work in a couple of hours anyway.
Oh, right. Her smile was faint. I ll miss you tonight.
Michaela, he started but stopped when she approached him, her hips twitching with her every
movement, drawing his attention to her delectable body clad in practically nothing.
His skin sizzled just looking at her.
Do you have to get ready for work soon? She nuzzled herself against him and his arms
automatically went around her. Her skin was cool to the touch, almost cold, and she shivered when
his hands slid down her back.
In a little bit. She was going to distract him with sex, and he couldn t have that. Well, he could
but he needed to tell her how he felt first. Listen, Michaela, we need to talk.
Talk about what? Brad? Forget Brad. I realized a while ago it wouldn t work but I didn t know
how to tell you. She reached up on tiptoe, pressed her lips right at the base of his neck. I got
nervous, seeing him here. I thought you might ve planned something and didn t tell me.
You don t think it will work? Her words tripped over themselves in his fuzzy brain. Damn it,
her mouth on his neck, her hands on his chest was obliterating brain cells by the second.
No. You and Brad have too much history. I can t expect you both to forget that and indulge my
whims. Her hands went to and then beneath the hem of his T-shirt, her fingers skittering across his
stomach. There. We talked about it.
He grabbed her by the crook of her elbows and literally set her away from him. If he was going to
get anything said, he needed at least a few inches between them. I don t want to talk about Brad.
Oh. Her brows drew down in that cute way of hers when she was confused. What do you want
to talk about then?
What s going on between us. He needed to just get this out in the open, spit it out and dwell on
the consequences later. If he hemmed and hawed over it too much, he d never admit how he really
felt. How much I& care for you.
Chicken shit.
Her eyes softened, and she wrung her hands together. I care for you too, Austin.
He took her hand and led her over to the couch where they both sat. Do you want to continue this?
Make this exclusive between us?
She blinked, licked her lips. As if she didn t know what to say. Like boyfriend and girlfriend?
Ah, it sounded a little corny but he had to admit, it also sounded damn good. He d only had one
real relationship and that had been with Brad. He d been a shitty boyfriend, had only agreed to be
with him anyway because Brad had forced him. Not a good way for a relationship to start.
With Michaela, he wanted to be there for her. Wanted to support her, enjoy her, love her like she
deserved.
Yeah. He still held her hand and he drew his thumb across the back of it, her cool skin like a
balm to his heated emotions.
I thought you didn t do relationships.
I ve been waiting for the right person.
And I m the right person? Was that hope in her voice?
You are. He cleared his throat, squeezed her hand. I m in love with you, Michaela.
What? Her voice was the barest whisper, her hand clutching his, her body leaning toward him.
He knew right then he had her. She was his. And he was hers. Nothing was going to change that.
I love you, he murmured, hauling her onto his lap and settling back against the couch. She
wrapped herself around him, her arms circling his neck, her legs straddling his thighs. And I m
hoping like hell you can return the favor.
She giggled and kissed him, her lips cool and damp. He clutched the back of her head, his fingers
threading through her wet and tangled hair, holding her to him. I can return the favor.
You can? He kissed the tip of her nose, the corner of her mouth. One hand slipped down to the
center of her back, where he slowly drew the tie of her bikini top undone with one tug.
Austin. She gave a little gasp, feigning shock as his other hand undid the tie at the back of her
neck, her top falling into his lap. What are you doing?
Undressing the woman I love. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples and
she arched into his touch. Hoping that she ll eventually say the words I want her to.
Maybe I should string it out. It s kind of fun this way, no?
No. He schooled his expression, going for stern disciplinarian. Just how she liked it. It s not
fun this way. If you keep this up, I think I m going to have to punish you. He pinched her hard, pink
nipples for good measure.
Promise? Her voice grew husky, her stomach quivering beneath his fingers as one hand slid
down to tease inside her bikini bottoms. Her pussy was hot, unbelievably wet, such a contrast to her
cool skin and he groaned at the first contact.
You feel so good, babe. He searched her folds, flicked her clit and she moaned, her hips
thrusting toward him. But before I take this any further, you re going to have to say the magic
words.
Pretty please? She fluttered her lashes at him.
He withdrew his hand from her, brought his cream-covered fingers to his mouth. Salty sweet, just
like the woman. Not quite.
Her green eyes flared as she watched him lick her juices from his fingers. Do it now?
It was his turn to laugh. I don t think so.
Well then, how about this. She pressed her bare breasts against his chest, leveled her mouth
close to his. I love you, too, Austin. How s that?
Perfect, he said just before he took her lips in a sweet kiss.
Epilogue
Nerves flitted in Michaela s stomach and she checked herself in the mirror one more time,
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