Making Waves
“The last thing I needed was the whole crew to know I slept with him, especially since we were all stuck together on his yacht for God knows how long.
But even as I chatted with Thomas about what kind of equipment he used on his shoots, my mind kept drifting back to the bedroom below deck where I’d spent the night, the feel of Gavin’s warm skin beneath my cheek, the touch of his chest hair beneath my fingertips. The way my body still ached sweetly, reminding me of what we’d done together. What he’d done to me with those strong hands and sweat-covered body.
I’d snuck out of the cabin before he woke, only to see him in the kitchen an hour later, making coffee for everyone. He smiled when he saw me, the corners of his eyes crinkling in that way that made my heart squeeze in my chest, and I gave him a grin in return. Instead of staying, I'd grabbed coffee and followed Sandra on deck, trying my hardest to look nonchalant.
I wasn't the kind of girl who slept with the boss, and I ...certainly didn't want rumors to start flying before we even hit land.MoreLess
But even as I chatted with Thomas about what kind of equipment he used on his shoots, my mind kept drifting back to the bedroom below deck where I’d spent the night, the feel of Gavin’s warm skin beneath my cheek, the touch of his chest hair beneath my fingertips. The way my body still ached sweetly, reminding me of what we’d done together. What he’d done to me with those strong hands and sweat-covered body.
I’d snuck out of the cabin before he woke, only to see him in the kitchen an hour later, making coffee for everyone. He smiled when he saw me, the corners of his eyes crinkling in that way that made my heart squeeze in my chest, and I gave him a grin in return. Instead of staying, I'd grabbed coffee and followed Sandra on deck, trying my hardest to look nonchalant.
I wasn't the kind of girl who slept with the boss, and I ...certainly didn't want rumors to start flying before we even hit land.MoreLess
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