105: Me and you

So far, Alek had kept to his words. He had received zero calls since they both sank into their lounge chairs. The silence stretched between them, comfortable and palpable. Her eyes were on the book, but she had barely read a line since he sat.

A shirtless Alek was even more of a rarity than Alek with his hair down. Today, she had both versions of him. He bent to open the cooler, and she licked her bottom lip slowly as the muscles in his arms and back stretched. Her nipples beaded in her bikini top, and she forced her eyes back to the pages of the romance story. It was a new to her author. Her mind drifted again as he straightened up and stretched his arms.

“Do you take beer?” he asked.

There was a bottle in his hand. He opened it with his teeth, tilting his head back as he guzzled the drink. The liquid trickled down the corner of his lips, and her body tingled. She crossed her legs, fighting off the urge to slide over his lap and lick him.

Letting out