Barefoot Kisses (The Kisses 7)

“A little past eleven,” he said, checking his watch. “You want some breakfast?”

Panic woke me from my happy, lazy morning slumber. “I can't! I have a meeting and Kathryn asked me to make sure she's prepped!”

I stumbled out of bed, pulling the bed sheet with me and wrapping it around my nakedness. I knew he had seen me naked, but that had been in the forgiving moonlight and with wine. I wasn't sure I was ready for the harsh details of daylight.

Aiden let me take the sheet, chuckling as I wrapped it around me like some sort of oversized toga. He stayed on the bed, stretched out and gloriously naked. He looked even better in the sunshine. Moonlight was good, but sunlight revealed so many more wonderful things about his body. There were freckles across his shoulders and a trail of golden hair from his belly button south to heaven. If I had been wearing panties, seeing him naked in my bed would have melted them.

I ran to the drawer where I had put my underthings. I had to get out of the room before he could seduce me with the delicious V his hipbones sat at the top of. He put his arms behind his head, chuckling when I nearly tripped on the sheet. With his arms up above his head, his biceps flexed and his broad shoulders stood defined against the dark wood of the headboard. I forgot what I was doing.

His mouth twitched upwards and he displayed himself even more as I stared. I dropped the sheet and chucked it at him. “You're distracting me,” I informed him as I slipped into a bra and matching panties.

“I can do more than just distract,” he teased. His mouth curled into a naughty, seductive grin that matched the desire in his eyes.

“That's tempting...very tempting,” I moaned as he showed me just how distracting he could be. I shook my head, hating that I was going to leave this perfect specimen of a man alone in my bed to go to a meeting. “I'm going to be late!'

He laughed and tried again, his masculinity rising to tempt me. My body ached to have him fill me again like he did last night. I wanted to feel that again and again and again. My resolve weakened and a little whimper of want escaped me.

“Don't you have to go to this thing too?” I whined, wanting to drop the suit I had picked out and jump on the bed with him instead.

“Nope.” His eyes were dark with lust as he looked at me. “This one is just for you lucky lawyers.”

I closed my eyes and pulled up Kathryn's face. What would she do? She would go to the meeting. I could do this. She was counting on me to be there.

I put my shirt over my head and then peeked open an eye to look at him again. Who was I kidding? Any woman in her right mind would have gone back to that bed as soon as she saw him naked. I put on my pants and a pair of flats, trying not to think about what I was doing.

“You have some serious willpower,” he said as I quickly brushed my hair and threw on some mascara. He sounded impressed.

“You have no idea how much I want to stay here instead.” I came over to him, leaning over so I could kiss him before I left. He tangled his fingers into my hair, pulling my mouth into his and showing me with his tongue just what I would be missing out on. When he released me, I was breathless and flushed. “Will you be here when I get back?”

“Maybe. Depends on if I find another hot lawyer walking around shoeless,” he teased.

I forced out a laugh as I turned to face the window. I knew he was just joking, but it felt all too possible. He was so incredibly handsome, charming, and amazing in the sack. Women must fall into his bed all the time. I had no idea what had made me one of them, and I was terrified that he would find someone else to fall with. There was nothing that made me special.

I went to the door and looked back as I put my hand on the handle. He was still splayed out on the bed in all his muscular glory. If I looked much longer I was going to spontaneously combust with want. “I'll see you later, then?”

“Count on it.” He smiled from the bed, making my knees weaken. “Have fun at the meeting.”

I stepped outside and leaned against the closed door, trying to put my wits back together. I was still strongly considering abandoning Kathryn and going back in there to lick those abs like they were candy. The idea made me all warm and gooey in the all the right places, but I had a job to do. Kathryn was counting on me and I refused to let her down. Besides, I wanted to keep my job and the future it promised more than I wanted an hour or two of pleasure. Though, the pleasure was certainly giving the future a good run for its money.

***

The conference room was dimly lit as I set up Kathryn’s laptop for the PowerPoint presentation. Several of the representatives from the other law firms were already there, but they were sitting quietly sipping at strong coffees. The party last night must have been wild. I was overdressed compared to their casual shorts and t-shirts, but that was fine by me. I looked the part of a lawyer here.

Kathryn came in five minutes before the meeting was supposed to start. I had woken her up and gotten her coffee on my way to get things set up. With her big sunglasses still on in the dark room and clutching her coffee like a lifeline, she looked miserable. The rest of the lawyers stumbled into the conference room behind her, several of them hung over or possibly still drunk.

“Have a good night?” I asked, handing Kathryn her notes.

“I haven't drank like that since law school,” she admitted, shaking her head and then wincing at the motion. “Probably because I haven't drank with William since law school.”

“William?” I raised my eyebrows.

“The cute one in the dark gray shorts,” she whispered, pointing to a man in the front row.

“The one that looks like Robert Redfo

rd?” I asked. She grinned and I could see the sparkle in her eyes even through the dark glasses.

“Except William has aged even better.” She sipped her coffee. “Do you know if the representative for Travel, Inc. is on the island yet?”