Rainey“I can’t believe how much I ate,” I said, pressing my hand against my stomach. The whole night had gone well and the after effects of the glass of wine I had held large a part in my relaxation. Initially, when Michael wanted to have dinner with me, I had reservations. I wanted to keep this trip purely business. Keeping away from him under the guise of relaxation hadn’t worked. He wanted to experience the island for his “client” and that included the more touristy part as well.I wasn't sure what to expect with the restaurant but knowing Michael’s expensive taste, I had a feeling I wasn’t going to be disappointed. Every view around the island was spectacular, but the restaurant upped the ante with its fabulous menu. Seafood was their specialty, so Michael and I tested two of the meals on offer, also two appetizers and desserts. I blamed Michael for my stomach ache, but really, I had been a glutton that night. He wanted to explore the island for his client, and I bought into that
RaineyI reached into the shower and turned the knob again. It popped out of the wall and into my hand, the water now spurting from the shower head and where the knob was.“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I said, closing the glass doors.I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my body. I needed help, and the last thing I wanted to do was ask Michael anything, but there was nothing else I could do. I wasn’t sure where to find the other staff at this hour, and I wasn’t going to traipse around the property in a towel.I stormed out of the room, careful not to slip on the tile flooring. I couldn’t believe this! I glanced at the closet. There was a robe in there, but I didn’t want the bathroom to flood. The towel would have to be enough for now.I jogged down the hall, clamping my hand around the corners of the towel, keeping my modesty. I stopped in front of Michael’s door and banged on it. I hoped he was inside and not still outside. If he was, I was screwed.“Michael!” I called.The door whipped ope
MichaelVisions of a naked Rainey filled my mind as I slept. Even though the bed in my room was as comfortable as the one at home, sleep managed to allude me for the entire night. I wanted to kiss Rainey so badly last night. The way she slipped off that towel and I caught a glimpse of the top of her breast made my body ache with the desire for more of her.After an incredible evening together, I wanted to end it right. Her insistence on keeping it professional was the biggest cock-block of my life, and yet, I kept my distance. I wanted more than another roll in the sheets with the beautiful girl.I had to leave or I’d cave in and take her - violently. I immediately regretted it the second I stepped foot into her bedroom. But I pushed on and made sure to get back to my room without Rainey.I rolled over and checked the clock for the hundredth time that morning. It was seven, an acceptable time to get out of bed without her knowing how much she affected me.I was a bit hesitant to get i
MichaelInstead of calling for a driver, I took one of the cars housed at the resort. The owners were in the process of moving their things out and had left behind two luxury cars. I told Rainey I wanted to explore the island as our client would, and Natalia would be happy to know that the ability to get around the island on her own was available to her.I sped down the road that hugged the edge of the island to catch up with Rainey and because I could. With the top down, the warm breeze whipped through my hair. I tried to create some mental images to recall when I was back in the tundra that was my home. I wondered if Natalia would keep an open invitation to this place if she did decide to buy it. Though she never had any problem sharing her things, especially when I was the one to find the gems for her.I lost Rainey for a little while, but when I saw the car she took, driving away from a curb, I pulled over and parked. I was careful to keep my sunglasses on and stay close to groups
RaineyFor some reason, I always felt surprised when Michael kissed me. And the fact that his kiss came during a particularly heated argument made my toes curl so deliciously. The passion that we both had for each other was the driving force for me to deepen the kiss. I wanted to taste all of him. I gripped his shoulders and pressed up on the balls of my feet to reach more of him. His arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me against him.Michael was the first one to pull away.My eyes fluttered open, and I looked around. My cheeks flushed as an older woman smiled at me as she passed.I was so wrapped up in Michael that I completely forgot that we were on a busy sidewalk.I took a step back from him, and he took my hand, firmly gripping it. “I’m not letting you out of my sight again.”My chest squeezed, and my stomach felt as light as a cloud. I wanted the same.“Are you hungry?” he asked.“Yes,” I said. I never stopped for breakfast that morning. Once I spotted Michael following me,
RaineyI glanced up at him. He wasn’t trying to be polite. In fact, he looked a little nervous.“What do you want to know?” I asked.“How old is he?” Michael asked.“He’s six. He’s in kindergarten.”“He’s six?” Michael asked.“Yes, why?” I asked.Michael chuckled. “I have no idea about kid’s ages. He seems older.”I laughed. “He’s an old soul. He loves his cooking shows, so I think he’s starting to take personality traits from some of the chefs. Which is why my Mom and I try to keep him away from Gordon Ramsey.”“I’ve met him before.”“Who?”“Gordon.”“You’ve met Gordon Ramsey?” I asked.“Yes,” he said. “At one of his restaurants. He’s not that bad of a guy. Those television shows make him out to be a tyrant when he’s just a good business man.”“Well, the multiple bleeps per episode turn me off. Tanner would ask what he said, and cursing is hard to explain to a six-year-old.”Michael smiled. “I suppose you’re right.”“But if you want to start a conversation with him, cooking is the wa
MichaelAfter our kiss and discussion about Rainey’s past, while we were on the private beach, the gap in our relationship had lessened. Though afterward, we shared a relaxing dinner by the pool and didn’t mention any progression for ourselves within that relationship. After putting myself out there, I felt a little exposed, but I didn’t push her. Sure, she had told me her ex was a dick and that her son was the light of her life, but she had to work on her issues before we made ourselves official. She knew my feelings. I had to trust that she would come back to me when she was ready.When dinner was over, Rainey stood up and excused herself.She kissed me on the cheek, an apparent rejection after the kiss we had in town, and went into the house.I sat by the pool, finishing my whiskey and contemplating life. I hadn’t remembered feeling this way since I first dated Cynthia. The anticipation of what the other was thinking drove me insane. I could have drunk the rest of the night, but I
MichaelI debated pushing the envelope. What did I have to lose? We already kissed so I knew she felt something for me. She might not be ready to commit, but with Rainey, it seemed she needed a small shove in any direction to go anywhere beyond her comfort zone. And then the words tumbled out anyway. “Is there any more of your heart to spread around?”Her eyebrows drew together. “Why do you ask?”“You, Rainey,” I started, locking eyes with her. “You’re the first thing I think about each morning.”Her eyes widened.“I think about you all day. And you’re the last thought I have before bed.”“You do?”“Yes,” I said. Why did she think so little of herself? How many times did I have to remind her of my affection for her? “I wanted you back at work so I could be close to you even if that meant we weren’t together. I want to be with you. So badly. You have no idea what you do to me. I had to work extra hard just to be your boss, but I want so much more. And I have a feeling you do too. I wan