He’d flirted right back.
Laying in the hot sun, Avery replayed the recent moments over and over again. Him dunking her. Her splashing him. Taking every opportunity to share innocent touches as they teased and laughed in the cold blue sea.
She shivered at the thought of how his hard body had felt beneath her fingertips. Her inner muscles tightened as she thought of the impressive erection she was certain she’d felt during a particularly close encounter.
It was impossible not to imagine what it would feel like as he moved his magnificent body in and out of hers. She welcomed the erotic fantasy. Played it again and again until she felt her body begin to respond in real time.
Her heartrate spiked, and a bead of sweat trickled along her temple and into her damp hair. Her sex felt heavy and needy, and if he were to slide on over, he’d find her body ready for whatever he wanted to give.
Down girl. It was just some friendly flirting. Don’t make it into more than it actually was.
Forcing the thoughts away—because this was not the time nor the place—Avery let go of the fantasy and sighed.
“That a good sigh or bad?” Garrett mumbled lazily from the chair beside hers.
“Definitely good,” she answered before she could stop herself.
“Care to share?”
Crap. Crap, crap, crap!
Her mind raced to create a plausible explanation. There was no way she could tell him the truth. No. Way.
Keeping her eyes closed, Avery quickly came up with another plausible reason for the sigh. Somethingotherthan the fact that she’d been fantasizing about the two of them making love.
“Just that I’m really relaxed.”Nice save.“I spend so much of my time working, and my job can get kind of stressful at times. I guess I forgot how nice it is to just…be.”
“I know what you mean.”
Putting a hand over her forehead to block the blinding sun, Avery opened one eye and looked his way. “I didn’t realize the insurance business was so stressful.”
“You have no idea.” Garrett’s mouth did a funny thing before forming into a smile. “You hungry? I think they’re going to start serving the food soon.”
“I could eat.”
“In that case”—he swung his legs around and sat up—"we’d better get in line now, before Colt beats us and takes all the food.”
With a laugh, Avery started to stand but plopped back down when everything around her began to spin. “Whoa.”
“You okay?” Concern laced Garrett’s tone.
“Yeah.” She closed her eyes and dipped her head. “I think I just stood up too quickly.”
“How much water have you drank today?”
“Um….” She thought about the water bottle sitting next to her hat and purse. Garrett had bought them each one after they finished swimming, but she’d only taken a sip before laying down and losing herself in the relaxing sun.
“That’s what I thought. Stay put. I’ll go get you a fresh bottle.”
“I’m fine.” A little dizzy and a slight headache, but those were no big deal. “Really, Garrett. You don’t have to—”
Avery stopped talking when she opened her eyes and realized he was already gone. Her heart warmed at how sweet and attentive he was with her. Of course, then she wondered what was wrong with him and why he was still single.
Maybe he isn’t. Have you even bothered to ask?
No. She hadn’t.
She’d just assumed by his behavior toward her that he didn’t have a wife or girlfriend waiting for him back home. All Avery really knew about him was his name, his occupation, and where he lived.