I’m ignoring it.
He diverts his attention to my jeans where the sound is coming from.
I reach for his face and drag his attention back up to mine. Shaking my head, I say, “I’m not answering it.”
The phone stops ringing.
Thank fuck.
But then it starts again.
Jesus. Can’t a girl get an orgasm around here?
He reaches into my back pocket and retrieves the phone. Glancing at it, he says, “It’s Avery. Take it. I’ll have a shower.”
I watch his ass until I can’t see it anymore.
“Avery, this better be good. I was about to be fucked in ways I can’t even begin to imagine.”
“Shit, sorry. I’ll be quick—”
“No, it’s good. Luke’s gone to have a shower, so tell me whatever it is.”
“I just wanted to tell you that this dude came into the bar last night and I got chatting with him. Turns out he’s a writer for a TV show in Hollywood, out here on holiday. He seemed into me, so I took the opportunity to show him your book that I had on my phone, the one you never submitted. At first, he wasn’t really interested in looking at it, but I begged him to just read one chapter at least.” She pauses for a moment and when she speaks again, I hear the excitement in her voice. “Babe, he read five chapters and then gave me his email for you to contact him. He loved it.”
I reach for the railing again as the world spins around me. My heart picks up its pace. “Really?” It’s a dumb question, but my self-doubt takes over and I can’t bring myself to believe this.
“Yes, really! I’m going to text you his details. You need to promise me you’ll email him.”
I’ve never heard back from any of the submissions I’ve made so far, so I have no experience with this kind of excitement, but I feel like I might explode out of my skin. At the same time, I try like hell to keep calm. This may lead nowhere, so I need to keep my hope in check. “I will. I promise. Thank you so much for doing that.”
“Callie! Why the fuck aren’t you screaming right now?”
“Trust me, I want to. But there’s no point getting excited over something that may never eventuate into anything.”
“You kill me sometimes, babe. I’m taking you out to celebrate, because even if this lead goes nowhere, it’s an acknowledgement. And it means something. I’ve got tomorrow night off, and I’m not accepting no for an answer.”
My heart squeezes with love. Avery’s support means so much. “Okay. I promise I’ll scream with excitement tomorrow night.”
She chuckles. “Right, well, now I’ll let you go so you can scream with excitement over there. Sorry for cutting in on your sexy time.”
“It was totally worth it. I love you.”
“Love you, too. I’ll see you tomorrow night.”
I pad into Luke’s bedroom after ending the call. The shower is still running and I decide to join him. After I’ve stripped out of my clothes, I enter his en suite. He has some space in here, which I love. It’s a stark contrast to his bland bedroom—mostly grey marble with a touch of white. A long vanity with two sinks stretches along one wall, meeting the shower at one end and a spa bath at the other end.
Steam fills the bathroom, but Luke’s eyes find mine easily. He turns the tap off just as I enter, and steps out of the shower. His heated gaze travels the length of my body as I move closer.
“Everything okay with Avery?”
“Yeah. I’ll tell you later because I’m busy right now.” I take hold of his cock and gently squeeze it.
His intake of breath is music to my ears and I slowly move my hand from one end of his shaft to the other. At the same time, I take his lips in mine and kiss him slow and deep. When I’m done, I say, “I know you’re all about the delayed gratification, baby, so we’re not going to rush this. And when you finally fuck me, you’re going to come harder than you ever have.”
His eyes flare with heat and he tries to grab me around the waist, but I stop him.
I shake my head. “No touching until I say you can.”