The shower stopped, and now it was too late for Julianne to change her mind. She sank down on the bed in full view of the bathroom mirror and waited for Will to emerge. When he finally did, the sight of him stole her breath.
Clothed, the man looked like a Viking warrior, but naked, he looked like a Greek god. Droplets of water clung to his broad back, the lucky things making their way over his muscled torso, down from his tapered waist to his dimpled butt and finally to his hard thighs and defined calves dusted with blond hair.
Julianne’s nipples were painfully hard and she had to cross her legs to quell the tension between them. Will took a pull from a bottle of beer before grabbing a towel and drying his hair. Using the towel to wipe the condensation from the mirror, his hand suddenly stilled when he spied her reflection. Their eyes met in the mirror, but Will didn’t say a word or turn around. Slowly, he wrapped the towel around his waist and grabbed a bottle of ibuprofen. He swallowed two pills with a swig from his beer.
“You shouldn’t be in here,” he finally said, speaking to her reflection in the mirror.
“You shouldn’t be mixing alcohol and pills.”
He arched an eyebrow at her as if to say, Look who’s talking.
Julianne crossed her arms over her chest. “I wasn’t drinking that night!” She wasn’t sure if he’d heard her because his eyes had glazed over at the site of her aroused nipples. Rising to her feet, she attempted to take a step toward him.
“Don’t!” he growled, his back still to her. He closed his eyes and his fingers clung to the vanity. “I can’t do this tonight. We need to talk things out, but if you stay here now, we won’t be talking.”
“I just need to tell you something.”
“Not tonight! Please, Julianne, don’t you see? We started at this spot and everything got messed up. If we want this to work, we need to start at the beginning. We need to talk, but I’ve had a pretty shitty evening, and talking is the last thing I want to do with you.”
Julianne was beginning to get annoyed. “Well, thanks for the lovely compliment about my dinner. I just came in here to tell you something, but now I don’t think I want to.”
“Oh, for the love of all that is holy!” Will threw his hands up in the air as he turned and stalked toward her, his towel parting as he walked.
Julianne’s legs gave out at the sight of the magnificent body bearing down on her, and she slumped back down on the bed.
“Oh no, Princess.” He lifted her by her elbows, his fingers hot against her bare skin. “Say what you came to say, and then you’d better run for your life.”
Her hands hovered between them until they finally landed on his chest. He sucked in a breath at the contact. Will was right; she needed to spit out what she wanted to say before things got out of hand.
“I lied,” she breathed as his lips found the curve of her neck.
“You don’t say.”
He was being annoying again, and she dug her fingernails into his chest. He winced before pulling her in closer, his erection nudging against her. Julianne let out a breathy moan before using her lips to soothe the nail marks she’d left on his pectoral muscles.
One of his hands was pushing down her shorts as the other caressed her breast. Julianne needed to tell him before she totally lost her train of thought.
“I lied about the night on Sea Island,” she gasped.
Will pulled back to look at her, his eyes cloudy with desire as he sarcastically arched an eyebrow.
“Go on.”
She bit her bottom lip and took the coward’s way out by avoiding his eyes, instead focusing on his chest.
“That night. I remember it. All of it.”
He placed a finger under her chin, raising her eyes to meet his. “Prove it,” he challenged.
• • •
She’d pushed him beyond reason. Will had tried to warn her, but as usual, Julianne had been stubborn and wouldn’t listen. So now he was going to take what she was offering, the hell with talking. Talking was overrated anyway.
They were both naked except for the sexy excuse for a shirt she wore. Julianne slowly pulled it over her head, flinging it to the floor as though she’d practiced the move many times. Will’s mouth went dry at the sight. She took a step closer and their bodies were skin to skin, both of them hot and hard. Waiting for her to make a move was killing him.
Snaking her hands up over his shoulders, she cradled his jaw before finally pulling his head down to meet hers.
“You sure you’re okay with not talking about this first?” he murmured as his lips hovered above hers.
“Stop being such a girl and kiss me.”
It was all the encouragement Will needed. One quick move and he had her sprawled out on the bed. He crawled over her, taking his time, letting his lips get reacquainted with her body, inch by lovely inch.