The sunset.
The entire back of the villa is made of glass that overlooks an exotic infinity pool and the most beautiful view. The sun is just setting over the water. Spencer leads me out through the French doors to a balcony that is decorated with exotic day beds and deckchairs. Beautiful cushions are scattered around the pool and I can’t help but smile as I take it all in.
“This is like some crazy movie scene,” I breathe, feeling the pink glow on my face. The sea breeze blows my hair around, and I look up to see Spencer smiling at the ocean. “Thank you,” I whisper.
He takes me in his arms and pushes the hair back from my face. “I’m sorry about today.”
“It’s not your fault.” I wrap my arms around his broad neck, and his lips touch mine. “Let’s go swimming.”
“Okay.” He immediately begins to undress, lifting his shirt over his shoulders. “What are you doing?” I ask.
“We’re skinny dipping.”
“I don’t think I want that on the front page of a magazine.” I hold my arm up to gesture to the villas above us on the hill. Who knows who can see us from up here?
“Didn’t think of that.” He kicks off his shoes, slides his jeans down, and he steps out of them. I’m rewarded with the sight of his tight, white boxer shorts. My eyes drop down his body and back to his face.
“Get your bikini on. Now.” He smirks darkly. “I’m about to fuck you in this pool.”
Goose bumps scatter up my arms and I giggle like a schoolgirl. I run inside and grab my bag, taking it through to the main bedroom.
This is the best weekend ever.
I stop dead in my tracks when I see the room.
Once again, I’m rendered speechless. There’s a king size bed made out of a pale timber that has beautiful white netting surrounding it. The back wall is made of glass windows, and it also has magnificent views of the ocean. Through a large mint green barn style door is a gigantic bathroom with a triple shower and a sunken spa bath in the middle.
I put my hands over my mouth in awe. I’ve never been anywhere so beautiful. I scramble through my bag and find my gold bikini. I throw it on and run back ou
t to the pool. Spencer is sitting on the step and he smiles when he sees me.
I hold my hands out wide. “Ta-dah!” I announce.
Spencer’s eyes twinkle with a certain something I haven’t seen before. He stands and takes my hand, leading me into the pool.
“Look at you, you’re blossoming before my eyes.”
I frown in question.
“A month ago, you were self-conscious and shy, and now...” He holds his hand out to my bikini. “Sexy and confident as fuck. Exhibit A.”
I giggle as I wrap my arms and legs around him in the water. “Well, I have a very good teacher.”
He looks down at me, the sinking sun lighting his face. The water is still, and suddenly, it’s as if the whole world stops. Our eyes are locked, our bodies snuggled up tight together, but it’s his heart I’m here for. His big, beautiful, caring heart.
This is a tenderness I’ve never known—one that a lot of women will never know.
The closeness between us is everything.
His eyes search mine as if he feels it too, and for a long time, we just stare at each other in the twilight. Finally, he takes my face into his hands and his lips gently brush over mine.
“I love you, Charlotte,” he whispers.
“I love you, too.” I smile softly. Oh…. this is so perfect.
He is perfect.
We kiss, long and slow, and I can feel his erection up against my stomach.