I can’t help but glance down across his body. The only thing covering him is a small towel wrapped around his waist and even that doesn’t cover his very obvious erection.
“Um, you might want to…uh…” I motion to his crotch with my eyes.
“Shit…” he hisses. “Fine, I’ll let this go for now, but I’m saving it for later.” He smirks before turning me in the direction of the bedroom, continuously covering as much of my body as he can with his, even though Spike is looking anywhere but in our direction.
“Um, D? Jack is doing his nut, down there,” Spike insists anxiously.
“You gonna tell me why?” Denham retorts.
“I … I can’t …”
I don’t miss the look that passes between them. It’s something he doesn’t want me to know about.
“Fine. Piss off, Spike. Wait outside and I’ll be five minutes.” His tone is short and clipped, clearly pissed at being interrupted for the second time in as many days.
Denham gently directs me into the bedroom and I check my phone while he’s getting dressed. “Gee, I have like five missed calls.”
“That’s what I told you…Who wants you so urgently?” he enquires.
“Beth called,” I say excitedly. I omit to tell him that I have several missed calls from an unknown number which is probably Beth trying to get a hold of me from the boutique’s line.
“Well, I needn’t ask what you’ll be doing today.”
“Is it too early to call her back?”
“No, she’ll be at the boutique, give her a call.” He smiles. “I don’t know how long I’m going to be sorting whatever mess they’ve managed to get themselves into down there. I’m sorry, Ari, I would much rather be spending the day with you,” he muses thoughtfully.
“And I would love to be spending the day with you, but we have tomorrow and the day after that, aaaaand the day after that too.” I smooth down the front of his tee, feeling his muscles under my fingers and immediately regretting the fact that we don’t have more time together this morning. “We also have this evening…” I suggestively raise my brows.
“Yes, I have plans for you, missy.”
“You do? Well, I’ll look forward to them, Mr. King.”
“I like when you call me that…”
“I’ll make sure to do it more often.” I kiss him sweetly on the cheek. “Now go and run your empire, then you can come home to me.”
“Home to you.” He tests the words on his lips.
“Yes,” I say confidently.
His finger gently brushes my cheek. “I think they’re the most perfect words that have come out of your pretty little lips so far.”
“So far today? Or just so far?”
“So far. Of course, I much prefer hearing you cry out my name over and over as your body gives in to me.” His eyes darken as he speaks and our hips grind against each other instinctively. “Fuck Spike and his problems,” he hisses, pulling away.
I clutch at the blanket that is still draped around me as he reluctantly lets me go. He grabs his cell and keys and kisses mehard before heading for the door. “Call me if you needanything,okay?”
“Okay.”
“And if you need to go anywhere, Jack will take you. He’ll be on standby all day. All you need to do is stop by the front desk and they’ll fetch him.”
“I don’t need a babysitter, Denham.”
“Don’t argue. You’re my woman, let me look after you,” he insists. “Just close the door when you leave, it’ll lock automatically. I’ll have Tara’s key from her later so you can come and go as you please.”
“I don’t—”
