“As are you, James,” she replied coyly.
With a brief shake of the head, he raised a questioning eyebrow at her. “Are you trying to entice me to play, baby?”
“Maybe.” A slow flush coloured her cheeks as it crept up her face.
He brushed some loose hair off her face. “I hope you don’t mind, but I seem to have lined up a shopping trip for you tomorrow with Lizzie, my daughter.”
“It may not help with my discretion plan, but it’s fine. I think I’d like to meet her.”
“Good, my two favourite girls together.”
“But I won’t need her to show me how to use your credit card, I have my own.”
“We’ll see. Maybe I want to spoil you. But at least you can buy something for the pool,” he told her as she rested her head against him and then repeated his offer. “If you want to talk Tash—”
She sat bolt upright putting a little distance between them and sighed before taking a deep breath and reinstating the smile on her face. “No. Thank you, James.”
“Oh, baby, you really do want to play, don’t you?” Getting to his feet Jim helped her to hers. He bent down and kissed her gently. “I have been very forgiving of your mouth tonight, but two James?”
She giggled as he moved his hands around her to rest them on her bottom pulling her closer as he caressed her cheeks.
“Still a little warmth there, honey.” He laughed and before she knew it, she was in the pool flailing in the water, probably most unattractively she thought.
She coughed and spluttered as Jim’s laughter increased.
“Any cooler now?”
She laughed too, but shouted, “You’re going to be sorry, Mr Maybury.”
“I doubt it, baby,” he called back and continued to laugh until she stood up in the pool.
She climbed the steps to leave the water whilst he remained poolside, absolutely transfixed by her. She really was a vision of absolute beauty; she was walking towards him now with her long, brunette hair wet and straight, slicked back, falling across her shoulders. His white linen shirt had never looked so good, wet and almost transparent, clinging to every curve. Those beautiful shapely legs that strode towards him may not have been the longest he had ever seen, but at 5ft 7 they were long enough, and he liked the feel of them wrapped around him. She was staring at him with the brightest, sparkling green eyes he’d ever seen. Oh God, he wanted her so badly, but not just for tonight, or this week. He really needed her to be his lucky number seven.
She stood before him. “Happy with your handy work?”
“Happier than you could possibly believe, baby.” He pulled her towards him. “You look fantastic in my shirt, but you are even better out of it.” His hands were already fisting the fabric at the neck of his shirt. He tugged hard until the buttons were firing across the poolside.
Reaching up to touch his face, Tasha pulled Jim towards her before he held her around the waist and picked her up. With her legs wrapped around his hips and as his mouth covering hers she forgot about her savings, Dan, Pippa, her parents, everything that wasn’t her and James Maybury.
Chapter 9
Tasha jumped up in complete panic as the alarm sounded and she saw the clock said 6:00. She slumped back into the mattress once Jim turned it off.
“Sorry, baby.” He whispered against her skin as he lay back down and spooned her, nuzzling her ear. “Did you sleep well?”
“Very well, eventually.” She smiled as his grip tightened. “And you?”
“I did indeed, a most contented sleep.” He smirked against her neck. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept as well as he had the night before, even if it had only been for a few hours. “Are you okay about Lizzie today?” He sounded nervous about the day out he’d set up for her.
“Yeah, of course.” Rolling over in his embrace she faced him. “I want to meet your people,” she said. She did.
He gently kissed her forehead. “Will that not compromise the discretion plan too much?”
“Possibly. If your people discuss the fact you have me here at your beck and call, it might.”
“Is that what I have? You at my beck and call?”
“Well, as you have the dick, the tits, the legs, the ass and the pussy I think it’s a definite yes.” A small curl of her lips accompanied her words.
