Right now my cock was throbbing, aching, for entirely different reasons and all I wanted to do was pull Robin into my arms and bury myself deep within her. That’s not what was going to happen, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want it.
“Now, how about that swim?”
She smiled at me and said, “I’m already cold and I want to get out.”
Oh, the hell you are.
I stepped closer and another wave came crashing against her back causing her to be pushed into my arms. I steadied her, but didn’t let go. Instead I wrapped my arm around her back and pulled her up high in my arm so those fully breast pressed against mine. My cock ached to be buried deep into the warmth of her core. Fuck, why am I teasing myself. It can’t happen.
As I looked down into her beautiful blue eyes I asked, “Is this better?”
I felt her shudder her against me, and her bottom lip trembled. Maybe she was cold. Or maybe she’s getting hot.
“Mr. Burke…”
She knows my name, and just trying to provoke me by being so damn formal. No way in hell was I calling her Miss Wellington. “My name is James.”
“James. I am… I… I wasn’t hitting on you,” she said.
I smiled at her. “Too bad because this feels good.”
“I thought cold water didn’t agree with a man’s…privates,” she stated. I pulled her closer proving that wasn’t always the case. “Oh. I guess you shouldn’t believe everything you read.”
“I’d be happy to disprove any more of those types of myths if you need me too,” I offered, still holding her close. I waited for her to push me away, to ask me to release her, but she did neither.
Robin wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “At least the front of me is warm now.”
Her lips were only inches from mine and I couldn’t stop myself. My lips brushed hers. It was a brief contact, but fuck, I wanted more. I loosened my hold and Robin slipped out of my arms. It felt good holding her. I knew I could have claimed her lips and kissed her senseless, but I’ve never made a move on an unwilling woman. Even though her body was telling me yes, I respected her.
But she didn’t step away. Instead her hands slowly made their way over my shoulders and down my biceps, then stopped. She was still meeting my gaze. Tell me what you want.
“James, I…I…I’m getting cold again,” she said.
I pulled her crashing against my body and claimed her lips. This time it wasn’t gently. My tongue teased her lips until she opened for me. God she tasted sweet. My hands ran down her back and cupped her firm ass. Fuck woman, you feel so damn good.
She clung to me and ground her hips against me. I wanted to slip those bottoms off her and put my hard cock deep inside of her. But another wave, one much bigger than the others, crashed over us both breaking our embrace. I struggled to hold her and keep us from being knocked over.
I felt her tense and even though she didn’t let go of me, her tone wasn’t playful any longer. “I think I should go back to my room.”
Alone. Got it.
“We can still take the walk on the beach,” I suggested. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye. Although I probably should, because being close to her was physical hell.
She hesitated, unsure. Eventually she said, “Maybe another time. I have a few things I need to finish tonight.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be on vacation?” Why was I asking her questions? I should let her go. Hell, I’d seen plenty of women on the beach earlier. Unfortunately, she was the only one I wanted.
“I am. But it doesn’t mean my caseload has dwindled. My clients still need me to do my job.”
Thinking about her as a lawyer was hopefully enough to put an end to the frustration running through his veins right now. “What type of attorney are you?”
She shivered again and said, “One that is freezing her butt off right now.” She made her way back onto the beach and I watched as she wrapped herself in a towel. “Maybe we can finish this conversation another time.”
Is it my imagination, or is she playing her cards close to the vest? I couldn’t get any information out of her. She was difficult to figure out. Confident, yet not. All it did was intrigue me more. But she was right, there was work to be done, and I shouldn’t spend the remainder of my night out here flirting with her.
I grabbed my T-shirt and slipped it over my head. “At least let me walk you back to the hotel. It’s safe here, but I’d rather make sure you made it inside before we part ways.”
Robin asked, “So you believe me. You believe that someone is really watching Lily?”
“I have no more information than I did earlier.”
“What you mean is, you never looked into it,” Robin said, her voice icy.
I slipped on my jeans, which wasn’t easy with my legs still dripping wet. While she watched me struggle, I replied, “When I spoke to Bennett with the information, he said the description matched almost every man on the island, including me.”
Robin chuckled. “You don’t look like these guys.”
“Dark hair. Dark eyes. That’s all you provided me with.”
“But you’re still not him. You’re so much…”
I cross my arms and arched a brow. “More handsome?” I had to say it after I heard her call me an arrogant ass earlier. Besides, she left herself wide open.
Robin rolled her eyes and huffed. “Taller. And not as…tan. Maybe that will help you narrow down the suspects.”
A knot formed in my stomach as I heard a hint of sarcasms and as well as doubt in my ability. I know damn well what I’m capable of. Just need some facts to act on. “We have not even determined there is an issue.”
“Maybe you have not, but I have.”
I didn’t like her tone. “Robin, I already warned you about looking into this yourself. It could be dangerous.” Even though we weren’t sure there was an issue, if there was one I didn’t want her putting herself at risk. Hell, she could be at risk if the guy had any inclination that she was going to hinder his efforts. For some reason that hadn’t crossed my mind until this very moment, and even though I didn’t want to take this seriously, I needed to.
“Then I suggest you do your job and find him before anything happens.”
She was frustrating the shit out of me. “I am telling you to stay out of this.”
“Maybe I should discuss this with Zoey. I’m sure she would take what I have to say seriously. For some reason, you don’t.”
“That’s not exactly true. We are looking into it. And I have plans on speaking with Lily tomorrow morning.”
“You mean today. Because it’s almost two a.m.,” she said.
“I stand corrected.” Again. “For the record, I’ve already spoken to her manager, and I will be meeting with her as soon as she arrives to work.”
“You are looking into this,” she said sounding surprised.
“I told you I would.”
“I’m sorry, James. I would explain, but I don’t think you would understand,” she said.
It might be late, but I had nothing better to do. “I’ve got time. Do you want to go grab a coffee and see if my little mind can comprehend it?”