Under His Obsession - A Steamy Workplace Romance - Cathryn Fox Page 0,43
hard I can barely climb, but I’m competitive, and clearly Will is, too. I pick up the pace and hurry onward.
I push harder, but his long, strong legs have no trouble reaching me. His breath is hot on my neck, and I do everything to block his way. I spread my arms, but he grabs me by the waist, picks me up and spins me until I’m behind him.
“That’s cheating!” I yell at his back, but my gaze quickly drops to his ass as he easily negotiates the steps. I reach the top, panting like a Newfoundland dog...in Hawaii. Will doesn’t appear winded at all. Jerk.
“I won,” he says.
“You cheated.”
He takes my hand, leads me through a crowd I hadn’t noticed from the base of the stairs, and my breath catches when I see the spectacular view below.
I turn to see Will’s reaction to the view, but it’s me he’s looking at. I swipe at my damp forehead. I must look a mess, but from the appreciation in his eyes, you wouldn’t know it.
“Fine, you won. But I want a rematch after I get in shape.”
“You’re in great shape, Khloe,” he says, and despite the crowd of tourists at the top, all standing by the rail taking pictures of the most breathtaking view of Saint Thomas, he comes close and puts his hands on my curves. For a private guy, this public display of affection surprises me. Then again, the place is full of tourists who don’t know either of us.
“Want to know what I want?”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Will
“WHAT DO YOU WANT, Will?”
I open my mouth, about to tell her how I plan to take her tonight, when my pants start pulsating. She glances down, arches a brow.
“Ah, you’re vibrating down there,” she says, and grins at me. “Maybe instead of asking you what you want, I should be asking what kind of kinky things you’re into.” Her voice is playful, and if we weren’t in public, I’d strip her bare and show her exactly how kinky I like it.
I grin. “Since I won, you’ll soon find out.”
A visible shiver moves through her as I pull my phone from my pocket. I hope it’s Granddad. When I see it’s Alec, I frown.
“Hey, bro, what’s up?” I ask.
“Not much. Just wondering how things are going in Saint Thomas.”
Why the hell is everyone calling and checking in on me?
“Since when do you call me when I’m here?”
“Never. Just missing my big bro is all.” My gaze slides to Khloe, who is wiping her brow with the back of her hand. Her big eyes are full of awe and wonder as she steps away to give me privacy and takes in the view below.
“Have you been talking to Granddad?” I ask.
“Yeah, I was with him yesterday. Brianna is back from Italy. She was hoping to see you. Megan wants to have a big family barbecue.”
Shit, it’s been months since I’ve seen my cousin and her husband. “How long is she home for?”
“Just a couple weeks.”
A thread of worry weasels its way down my spine. There was no talk of Brianna coming home. Is her marriage breaking up? “Is she...okay?”
“Why wouldn’t she be okay?”
I step away from the chatter of the crowd and lean against a tall tree. “If she’s back suddenly and Luca isn’t with her...”
“That’s where your mind goes?” Alec asks. “Straight to divorce?”
“You know we’ve seen a lot of it.”
“We’re a new generation, Will,” he says, his voice full of conviction.
I snort. “Yeah, well, tell that to Naomi.”
“She was never right for you anyway.”
“Alec—” I begin.
“Listen, Luca is flying in next week. He had some work commitments. So you see, they’re still happily married like the rest of us, and we’re hoping for a big family reunion.”
I don’t miss the dig. “I probably won’t be back in time.”
“You could come home early.” I let my eyes travel Khloe’s length, admiring her curves in her V-neck T-shirt and the shorts that show off her curvy ass and hips. I suppose I could cut this trip short, but do I want to? “I’m ah, not sure that’s possible.”
Alec snickers. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Work comes first over everything for you,” he says, humor gone from his voice.
“You’re one to talk.”
“Priorities change when you’re married. You’ll see.”
“No, I won’t see, and we’re not having this conversation again.” Why the hell can’t they all just leave me alone? I’m married to my job now, and I’m content. Happy.