Chapter Thirty-Four
~ Anna ~
After a seemingly never-ending flight, and then twenty minutes on a speedboat skimming over perfect, crystal clear ocean, we finally arrived at the island that we would call home for the next two weeks.
Almost as soon as we stepped onto the jetty, a tall man with golden, tanned skin and sun bleached, blonde hair walked over, smiling warmly and holding his hand out to Ashton. “Mr Taylor?” Ashton nodded in confirmation, shaking his hand firmly, and then the guy turned to me. “Mrs Taylor,” he greeted.
A nervous giggle slipped from my lips at the sound of the name he’d used. When I’d first heard that they’d changed my name to that, it had taken me by surprise, and I hadn’t liked it at all. Seeing my name attached to someone else’s surname had brought back a lot of unpleasant memories for me. But having Ashton’s name attached to me was different somehow; it wasn’t as horrifying as I first thought it was. In fact, I even kind of liked it. In a strange way, it was almost as if the name change had given me the freedom to be normal for a little while. After all, nothing bad had ever happened to Annabelle Taylor.
“Nice to meet you,” I replied, nodding in greeting.
“My name is Kyle, and I am the manager of the resort. If there is anything that you need during the duration of your stay, please let me know,” he said.
Ashton smiled, slipping his hand into mine. “Thank you. You can call us Ashton and Anna, not Mr and Mrs Taylor.”
Another unconscious giggle slipped out, so I chewed on my lip and looked at the beautiful scene that stretched out before me. It was like paradise, like a postcard, and I’d never seen anything more majestic in my life. The sand on the beach was pure white and powdery, and bright, blue sea lapped at it lazily. Little beach hut cabins were dotted along the tree line with hammocks hanging in the shade of palm trees outside. A little further up the beach, a wooden dock went straight out to the calm ocean, with villas each side of it. A little happy sigh left my lips as I imagined staying here for the next two weeks. It was going to be bliss.
Kyle smiled and motioned up the beach a little way. “I will show you to your villa. Hassan, bring their luggage,” he instructed to the guy that was already unloading our bags from the boat. “Please follow me.” Kyle walked off quickly, with his flip-flops slapping against the bottom of his feet with each step.
I grinned and squeezed Ashton’s hand excitedly as we both followed behind him. When I realised he was walking towards the little wooden dock and the water villas beyond, I let out a little squeal of excitement.
“The main reception is located where we were just speaking. There are three restaurants inside, snack bars, two swimming pools, a spa, a couple of stores, and three bars. Up the beach, we run various water sports, including kayaking, snorkelling and windsurfing. On the edge of the beach here, each night from eight until midnight, we have an outdoor grill. They’ll cook anything you want – steaks, fish and lobster. If they have it, they’ll cook it,” Kyle boasted. He stepped up onto the wooden walkway and waved out to the eight or so villas on stilts that sat directly over the sea. “These are our overwater villas. The one at the very end is yours.” Kyle pulled two key cards from his pocket. “The one next door to you is empty for the next two weeks so you’ll have privacy up there. The ocean on this side is restricted access for the villas only so you shouldn’t have people swimming there. No boats or water sports allowed in this area so you can use it freely.”
I swallowed noisily. Clearly my father had thought of everything because no one was even allowed to swim near our apartment.
As he stopped at the little wooden door and scanned the key on the black electronic box on the side, the door clicked and he pushed it open, waving me inside. As I stepped over the threshold, I had to gasp at the sheer luxury of the place. It was stunning.
In the centre of the large room was a ginormous cream sofa with a canopy hanging from the ceiling that was draped around it. Next to it was a little table with a large bouquet of flowers set in the middle and two cosy-looking arm chairs. The walls on three sides were wooden, but on the wall opposite the front door it was floor to ceiling glass that looked out over beautiful, calm, uninterrupted ocean.
Ashton walked in behind me, and I heard his gasp of shock too. Kyle waved at a little white box mounted on the wall. “The air conditioning operations are here.” He walked in a little further and motioned to a door on the right. “This is your bathroom, complete with whirlpool bath. The glass in there is privacy glass, which means that you can see out, but no one can see in. It’s totally private.”
“It’s incredible,” I mumbled, shaking my head in awe.
Kyle nodded in agreement and pushed open another door, waving me in. “This is the largest of the bedrooms.”
The bedroom was just as glorious as I thought it would be. The covers on the four poster, king sized bed were pure white. Two red towels had been folded and arranged into the shape of a heart, and little red rose petals were scattered over the white sheets. The bed faced another wall of glass so that the first thing you would wake to in the morning was ocean, as far as the eye could see.
“Over there is my favourite part of this whole villa,” Kyle said, pointing to two armchairs. I frowned but walked over, shocked to see that a large part of the floor had been removed and replaced by glass. The water below was so perfectly clear that you could see every stone that graced the bottom and every fish that swam. So far, it was easily my favourite part of the villa too.
“Let me show you the terrace, and then I’ll leave you two to get settled.”
As we walked back through the lounge, I noticed that our bags had been placed just inside the door already. As Kyle slid open the heavy-looking glass doors, the warmth from outside hit me full in the face. I sighed contentedly, squinting outside and unable to keep the smile off my face.
Ashton busied himself quizzing Kyle about when the maids would come, and how to call for room service; so I walked around the deck, touching the little table and chairs, and the sun loungers. As I leant against the bannister and took in the magnificent view, I spotted a little set of steps to my right. We had our own access to the sea right from our terrace. With that and the room service, I didn’t even need to leave our villa for the next two weeks.
“Well, I’ll leave you to get settled. Good bye, Mrs Taylor. I hope you enjoy your stay here with us,” Kyle called, waving as he stepped back into the villa.
I grinned. “Thanks. I’m sure we will.”
Ashton followed him back inside, and I eyed the sun lounger, unable to decide if I wanted to bask in the sun, or swim first. Just as I was making up my mind, Ashton walked back out with a dazzling grin on his face. “It’s really hot out here. You should come inside and put on some sun cream.”
I nodded in agreement. “I know.” My eyes again flicked to the sea, and I finally made up my mind what I wanted to do first. Swimming.
Unfortunately, there was the menial task of unpacking to get to first. It seemed to take forever to find places for everything that we’d brought. As I unpacked my sixth bikini, I realised that, in my excitement, I may have gone a little overboard with the packing.
As I watched Ashton silently unpacking his clothes and setting them in the drawers next to my own things, I realised something. This place was so remote, beautiful and romantic, that with the idyllic surroundings, and minimal clothes covering his incredible body every day, I knew I wouldn’t be able to fight my attraction to him for the duration of this vacation. Just like in LA, the passion and desire were already building inside me. There was no point in trying to fight the inevitable. Now that we were away from school and on our own, there was nothing to stop us from giving in and having a little fun for two weeks. As I came to this realisation, my stomach clenched with anticipation and a little smile slipped onto my lips. It had been so long since his hands had been on my body that I was almost buzzing with excitement.
Finally, after what seemed like a lifetime of unpacking, I was finished. Picking up the first bikini that I got my hands on, I smiled over at him. “I’m going to change. I need to see if that water feels as good as it looks,” I grinned happily, snagging a bottle of sun lotion from the side and skipping off to the bathroom.
Once I’d stripped out of my clothes, I pulled on my black bikini, tying little bows at my neck and hips. Twisting this way and that, I looked at myself in the mirror and chewed on my lip. It was incredibly revealing, and not something I would usually choose, but I’d picked it because it would be the one that would allow me to tan without getting huge tan lines on my back and shoulders. I made a mental note not to wear this one on the beach, I couldn’t have other people see me in this; I almost felt indecent in it even though I was entirely covered.
After spreading on a layer of sun cream to all the places I could reach, I strutted out of the bathroom, seeing Ashton in a pair of black swim shorts and nothing else. I stopped short, my mouth popping open in shock and awe as I watched the muscles ripple on his chest and arms as he smothered white sun cream over his chest. My mouth was dry. My hands were itching to take the bottle from his hands and smooth it over his soft skin for him. I realised then how crazy I was about him.
He looked up as I walked out, and his hand stilled on his body. His eyes widened as they raked down my body slowly, his bottom lip rolled into his mouth. The blush crept over my face as he carried on staring, not seeming to care that I knew he was looking. “Want me to do your back?” I offered, nodding at the lotion bottle in his hand.
He swallowed loudly, looking down at the bottle in confusion as if he’d forgotten it was there. “Er… yeah. Thanks.”
I walked out to the terrace, knowing he would follow me. When I turned back, he was standing by the sun lounger, still watching me avidly. I smiled and took the bottle from his hand, nodding towards the sun lounger, motioning for him to sit.
Rubbing sun cream on his back was a sensual act in itself. I did it slowly, letting my fingers explore the tanned skin of his back and shoulders, making sure not to miss a spot. The simple action of rubbing cream on his body was making me tingle all over and a burning ache start between my legs.
The whole time I was fighting my inner slutty side that just wanted to push him down on the sun lounger and ravage him until I passed out from exhaustion. There was a fairly good chance that I wouldn’t get a tan at all on this vacation if my hormones had anything to do with it!
When I was done, I pulled my hair into a messy bun and held out the bottle of sun cream to him as I turned on my seat and offered him my back. “Will you do me?”
He didn’t reply, just squeezed a blob of cream into the palm of his hand before rubbing it into my back in small circles. I closed my eyes and focussed on my breathing, trying not to let his touch send me over the edge. Finally, he was done, so I turned back and smiled. “Thanks.”
He stood. “No problem. Can’t have you burning on the first day, can we?” he joked. Ashton turned and stalked off towards the stairs, leaving me there with my insides melted and my heart beating excitedly in my chest as I watched the muscles in his back and legs tense as he took a step. As he dipped his toe into the water, he moaned in appreciation. “It’s so warm. You’re gonna love this!”
As he dove off the first step and into the water, I sighed dreamily. This place, his touch, the thought of his hands on my body and his mouth on mine, all of it was so overwhelming that it almost felt like a dream. After Jack had died, I never thought I would be happy again, but Ashton just seemed to be able to make everything better with one of his little smiles.
I stood and walked to the edge of the terrace, leaning on the wooden railings. The water was about five feet below, kind of like a second diving board at a pool. As Ashton resurfaced and shielded his eyes from the sun, looking towards the beach, I smiled and raised my foot to the bottom railing. Leaning over slightly, I looked towards the beach but couldn’t see anything at all. Our villa, as Kyle had suggested it would be, was totally cut off from everyone and private.
“Is it deep?” I called.
He looked down and then disappeared beneath the water before few seconds before he broke the surface and whipped his head back, flicking the water from his hair. My stomach fluttered, and a little moan of appreciation slipped from my lips. “It’s probably about ten feet,” he shrugged, looking unsure. I smiled excitedly. Ten feet was adequate. As I raised my bare foot and started climbing up the railings, Ashton gasped. “No, Anna! What the hell?”
As I got to the top railing, I held my hands out for balance and shook my head at his overprotectiveness. “Chill, Pretty Boy.” After taking a deep breath, I linked my arms over my head and dived off the side. As the warm water touched my skin, I closed my eyes at the sheer luxury of it. It was perfect, like diving into a warm bathtub. Kicking my legs, I swam a little way underwater before breaking the surface, rubbing a hand over my face. As I opened my eyes I couldn’t help but laugh at the stern and disapproving expression that was plastered on Ashton’s face.
“Don’t do that again. Jesus, Anna, what if you’d cracked your head or something? I was only guessing at how deep it was,” he scolded, scowling at me.
I bit my lip and nodded, trying to appear appropriately abashed as I swam over to him slowly. It was time to set the rules. I didn’t want any body guarding crap on this vacation. Ashton needed to loosen up and have fun too. “Ashton, seriously, I can dive off the railing. Come on, lighten up. We’re on vacation, just the two of us, privacy, views of the ocean, room service. Please relax and have a good time,” I begged. As I spoke, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. It’s time to start the fun right now! As I thought about what was about to happen, my whole body was thrumming in need.
His face softened the closer he got to me. “I still need to do my job,” he protested.
I nodded slowly, wondering how on earth to seduce him without flat out begging like last time we went away together. “Mmm hmm, your body guarding job,” I whispered.
He gulped noisily. “Yeah. So don’t make it hard for me.”
In one swift movement, I wrapped my legs around his waist, clamping myself to him. I could already feel his excitement pressing against me. Too late, he’s already hard! I giggled excitedly. I could barely wait any longer, but I just wanted to have a little fun with him first. Tightening my legs around him and trusting that he’d keep us both afloat, I moved my hands behind my back, quickly untying the knots of my bikini top. Once it was unfastened, I pulled it off, lifting it out of the water and showing him it before tossing it in the direction of the terrace, not even caring if it made it. He groaned and his eyes immediately dropped downwards as his eyebrows furrowed.
I smiled wickedly. “And what if I want to make it hard for you?” I flirted. While he was distracted, I shoved my hands down, getting to work on the knots at my hips, tugging quickly.
“Well, I guess life is supposed to be a little hard,” he muttered breathlessly.
A little hard, jeez, it feels like he’s smuggling an iron bar to me! I giggled at the thought and tugged the bikini bottoms free, again lifting them out of the water to make sure he saw them before tossing them to the terrace. A pained expression flitted across his features. I couldn’t stop the smug smile that stretched across my face.
“A little hard?” I inquired, raising an eyebrow suggestively as I looped my arms around his neck again.
His fingers bit into my back as his eyes came back to meet mine. “Maybe a lot hard,” he growled, crashing his lips to mine.
My whole body immediately felt alive as the passion woke inside me. I pulled back quickly though, breaking the kiss. There was something I wanted him to do before this happened. I quickly unwrapped myself from him and swam away a couple of feet, smiling teasingly. He was begging me with his eyes to go back to him and finish what I’d clearly instigated, but I knew he would never utter the words.
“Oh, don’t give me the puppy dog eyes,” I said, laughing as I almost gave in. I nodded towards the terrace before my will crumbled. “I want to see you dive. You need to loosen up too.”
He groaned and looked back at the terrace where I’d dived from. Wordlessly, he turned and swam to the steps, climbing and walking to the railing, his eyes not leaving me as he raised his foot.
I shook my head quickly. “Lose the shorts. You won’t need those,” I called, winking at him playfully.
As he pulled his shorts off, letting them drop the ground in a soggy pile, I bit my lip as he exposed all of his perfection. My insides fluttered as he climbed to the top of the railing, standing there in all of his naked glory. My heart raced as I watched how the sun reflected off his wet body and how his hair glistened in the sunshine, like it was covered in a thousand little diamonds.
When he smiled down at me, my whole body seemed to tingle as it suddenly dawned on me. I wasn’t just crazy about him; I was totally, utterly, and devastatingly in love with him. I didn’t think I’d actually loved anything or anyone more, maybe not even Jack. I loved Jack so much, I still did, and he would always have a piece of my heart, but impossibly, I’d fallen in love with Ashton so hard that it actually hurt. It was like he was my everything, my sun, my air, my whole life rolled up into one six foot package. Time seemed to stand still, and it felt as if my whole life had been building up to this moment here with him, as if the sole purpose for me being on this earth was to love this boy. Ashton completed me, and I’d only just realised.
He dove off the railing, disappearing into the ocean, and I came back to reality with a bump. My eyes widened as panic started to build inside me. How had I let this happen? What was I supposed to do with this knowledge now? Maybe I’d always been in love with him, but I was too afraid or stupid to admit it. I was in some serious trouble because he didn’t love me. Yes, he lusted after me and we were friends, but someone like him would never be content with someone as broken as me. He deserved far better and far more than I would ever be able to give him. I would never be good enough for Ashton Taylor.
A whimper escaped my lips as I looked back at the stairs. I contemplated running, just climbing out of the water and running as fast and as far as I could. The feelings inside me were crushing me, squeezing my heart and making my skin prickle with fear. Since Jack, I hadn’t allowed myself to care about anything for fear of being hurt again, but somehow, Ashton had broken down my barriers and had set up camp in my heart without me even being aware what he was doing. The boy had totally stolen my heart without my permission.
Before I could even get a grip on the thoughts that were circling around my head, hands gripped my thighs and he broke the surface of the water just in front of me. When he smiled and wiped the water from his eyes, my heart thumped in my chest and I no longer wanted to run. In fact, what I actually wanted was to be closer to him, so close that I melted into him.
Knowing I couldn’t let on how I felt, I decided to act casual and pretend that this whole devastating realisation hadn’t just happened, that my world hadn’t just shifted, that my heart didn’t belong to him and him alone. If he knew the crushing feelings I had for him, it would probably terrify him to the very core just like it did me. Ashton Taylor was not the commitment type of guy.
Forcing a smile, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “Well, I liked your form,” I joked, noticing how my voice sounded strained and not like mine at all.
His answering smile dazzled me. “I’m glad I impressed you.”
“You always impress me.” That was the truth. Giving in to the passion that was consuming me, I gripped the back of his head. “Kiss me then.” Not giving him the chance to answer or turn me down, I pulled his mouth to mine. He kissed me back so softly that it made me want to cry. It was beautiful. His touch was soft and gentle as his hands wandered down my body, pulling me closer to him and guiding my legs around his waist. My hands twisted into his wet hair as I kissed him with everything that I had inside me, showing him that I loved him without actually saying the words.
My stomach fluttered as I clamped myself to him, revelling in the feeling of his skin against mine. I needed him. I needed more than this kiss. I needed to be completely at one with him, consumed by him, and possessed by him. My whole body ached with a desperate longing that I’d never felt for anyone else.
I broke the kiss and put my forehead to his. “Make love to me, Ashton,” I begged.
His lips parted as he looked at me curiously for a few seconds before pressing his lips to mine softly again for a split second. “I can’t. I don’t have any condoms,” he whispered. He actually looked a little annoyed with himself as he said it.
I sighed and tightened my grip on him. I didn’t even care. If I got pregnant, I would love his babies just as much as I loved him. “I don’t care. Make love to me, please? I need you to.” I looked into his beautiful green eyes, and my insides did a little flip. His eyes were easily my favourite part of his body – and that was saying something because his body was flawless, so his eyes were nothing short of spectacular. I could look into them forever and it still wouldn’t be long enough.
A smile twitched at the corners of his mouth before he kissed me again, nibbling on my bottom lip gently. As the kiss deepened, I realised that every touch and every kiss was different now. I silently wondered if it was because I knew now what ‘making love’ truly was. Was that why being in his arms like this, surrounded by beautiful paradise as far as the eye could see, felt so intimate and amazing? Every touch of his hands was like he was touching my heart and soul; my whole being was aching for him.
I wriggled my hips, trying to get impossibly closer to him. My love for him overwhelmed me as I whimpered into his mouth praying that this moment would last forever. I didn’t ever want to come out of this little Ashton bubble that I was trapped in. We’d been on this island for less than an hour, and already it was the best time I’d ever had in my life.
When he broke the kiss and trailed little kisses down the side of my neck, I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut. “This is gonna be the best Christmas and New Year, ever,” I mumbled. I would do everything in my power to make sure this was the best time he’d ever had too. It frightened me to think just how far I would go to make him happy.
“Yeah, it is,” he agreed huskily. His grip tightened on my hips, moving me a fraction so that our bodies lined up. When I felt pressure at my entrance, I kissed him desperately as he pulled me down gently; entering me so slowly that it was almost maddening.
I moaned at the sheer ecstasy of having him inside me again. It was almost as if I’d been holding my breath for the last two months and now I could finally breathe again. His breath blew across my lips as I pressed my forehead to his and looked into his eyes as he built up a slow and steady rhythm, forcing my pleasure higher and higher with each gentle thrust of his hips.
While we made love, I savoured every second of it, committing every detail to memory. It was beautiful, and the most bitter sweet moment of my life. Everything about it was perfect, from the place, to the warm water that covered our bodies, to the way his hands and mouth seemed to worship my body as he made love to me. Every move was so sweet and tender that it made my heart throb in my chest.
When he held me still against him and swam for the villa, I thought he was going to get us out of the ocean, but he didn’t. Instead, he pushed me up against one of the wooden stilts and continued his beautiful, yet torturous assault. I rested my head back on the post and just looked into his eyes. A strange thought suddenly occurred to me. I was almost grateful for everything that had happened to me in my past. If Carter hadn’t done what he’d done, then I probably wouldn’t have met Ashton. As his mouth closed over mine and his taste filled my senses, I knew that I would go through all of that stuff with Carter in a heartbeat, just for this one perfect moment with Ashton.
A small smile resided on his lips the whole time that he made love to me, his whole face beamed with happiness. The pleasure he was giving me was building to impossible heights. I closed my eyes, tipping my head back, losing myself in the moment and the sensations.
“Look at me, Baby Girl,” he said breathlessly. “Please look at me.” I forced my eyes open, looking back to his angelic face as he smiled and put his forehead against mine. His eyes locked on mine as he continued to take my body and soul to heaven. “That’s better,” he whispered, kissing me softly.
I moaned into his mouth so loudly that it was almost embarrassing, but I couldn’t contain it. My heartbeat was pounding in my ears as was the whoosh of my own blood that was pumping through my veins. Suddenly it hit me, an orgasm so powerful that it made me bite down onto his lip roughly as my whole body shook and convulsed. His fingers dug into my thighs as his mouth claimed mine in a kiss that felt like he was trying to devour my very soul.
His body tensed too, and he pulled out of me, moaning into my mouth as he found his release too.
I gasped, and my eyes fluttered closed again as my head tipped back lifelessly against the hard, wooden post he was pinning me against. A tired smile twitched at the corner of my mouth as I looked back at him, seeing that his eyes were shining with passion as he brushed my wet hair back gently.
I wanted so very much to tell him that I loved him, but I couldn’t. Instead, I swallowed the words, knowing that if I said them, it would ruin everything and that he would run away from me as fast as his legs would carry him. I needed him now; I needed him in my life, so I knew I couldn’t risk confessing my feelings for him. I was just content in making him happy, and giving him what he wanted. I would take as much as he would give, for as long as he was willing to give it for.
Tears welled in my eyes as the vulnerability of being in love again overwhelmed me. Questions consumed me, worries, insecurities, fears; all of it surfaced and actually terrified me to the very core. How could I possibly have let this happen? How could I have given this boy the power to kill me? What would I do if something happened to him now? I would be lost.
A frown pulled at his forehead as he cupped my cheek in his hand and brushed his thumb under my eye, wiping away the tear that must have leaked out.
I forced a smile, knowing that he was probably worried that he’d upset me again. “That was perfect, Ashton. It was honestly the most beautiful and special thing that has ever happened to me. Thank you,” I whispered, praying that my words wouldn’t scare him away from me. I leant forward, pressing my forehead against his as I tightened my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.
I would remember this moment forever. It would always be the best thing that had ever happened to me. He bent his head and kissed the tears from my cheeks, but didn’t say anything. He didn’t need to, I knew that he didn’t love me like I loved him, and that was okay. As long as I could make him happy in a small way, even for a little while, I would do whatever it took.
He held me close to him, pressing me against the wooden post gently while treading water for ages, but it still wasn’t long enough. Neither of us had said a word since I said about how perfect it was. When he pushed us away from the post and swam for the stairs, still holding me close to his chest, I smiled and wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. He strode effortlessly out of the water, carrying me over to one of the sun loungers on our terrace before lying down at my side. There was a strange look on his face, almost like he was trying hard to think of something to say, or to stop himself from saying something. Maybe he didn’t want to ruin the moment, just like I didn’t.
Sighing contentedly, I combed my fingers through his hair. My mind drifted to the little girl that I’d once dreamt of, the one with the exact same shade of hair as his. I wanted that dream to be real so badly. I wanted that little girl with him, and the way he looked at me so tenderly as he’d walked across the grass to me. But I knew I couldn’t have it. Ashton would never want anything serious, what he wanted was the physical stuff and nothing more.
The solution was simple. I wouldn’t tell him how I felt, and I wouldn’t let him into my heart any more than he already was. Deep down I knew I needed to be careful and guard myself a little more because otherwise he would crush me completely. I couldn’t let myself build a life with him, only to have him leave me in four months to go back to Los Angeles. Even as the thought formed in my mind, I knew I was only fooling myself. My whole world revolved around him already and always had done since the first time I saw him, but I’d refused to see it. Even my parents had seen it. Now I understood the knowing smiles and the little looks that they gave each other – they could see what I refused to see, that I was falling for him hook, line and sinker. I’d never even stood a chance.
As my eyes met his again, my whole body started longing for him immediately. The way his sensuous lips curved up reminded me of the little smile that had graced his lips while he’d made love to me in the water. My skin was tingling all over as my finger traced the line of his jaw before trailing down his neck. This was such a nice position to be in, that part of me didn’t want to move, but another part, the playful side that he brought out in me, was urging me on.
“I’m gonna go get in the shower. Want to come and wash my back?” I asked, raising one eyebrow in clear invitation.
His eyes flashed with excitement as he nodded eagerly, so I knew we would be on the same wavelength. Ashton never was slow on the uptake. “Hell yeah I do.” I giggled at his enthusiasm and pushed myself out of his arms quickly, running for the door as I grinned over my shoulder, knowing he would follow me. He laughed wickedly as he pushed himself up too. “I do enjoy the sight of you running naked, Baby Girl.” My excitement bumped up another level as he jumped to his feet and gave chase.