He dropped to his back, heart hammering so hard he feared it might leave a bruise, and stared unseeing up at the ceiling. His spent cock dribbled onto his thigh, and Julianna shifted beside him with a long, satisfied sigh that was both arousing and adorable at the same time. If he hadn’t been completely exhausted, he would’ve tried for round two but it just wasn’t going to happen without suffering a heart attack. He turned to his side, gazing at Julianna for a long moment as she slowly came to her senses. In that unguarded moment, he saw a woman so beautiful he thought he might go blind if he stared too hard. Her lips, slightly parted and delightfully swollen from his kisses, drew his gaze and he stiffened against the urge to sweep a tender kiss across her mouth. It wasn’t so simple as enjoying a good tumble and everything went back to the way it was. She’d run from him. With his baby. She had to make amends.
Boston rose from the bed and walked to the kitchen, grabbing two waters from the refrigerator. He had to give her props for picking a nice enough place. Larimar was luxurious enough to pass the snob test but still retained a comforting atmosphere, almost like a home away from home. However, he preferred a little more professional reserve from the hotel staff when he stayed someplace. Lilah was a little too boho for his tastes. He tossed a water to Julianna and swigged his own before speaking, deciding to be magnanimous. “I’ve decided to forgive you for running,” he said, expecting her to be thankful for his decision. “But I want your things packed and ready to go within the hour. I have a suite reserved for us at another establishment. Since I’d planned to take you someplace tropical for our getaway, we can stay on St. John but I’d prefer a place with a little less familiarity among the staff.”
Julianna’s gaze narrowed as she stiffened, looking as if he’d just slapped her in the face with a cold fish, and grabbed a sarong to tuck around herself, her stare starting to snap with growing ire. “You are unbelievable. Do you hear yourself when you speak? Or are you so accustomed to having your foot in your mouth that you’ve completely lost the sense of knowing when to shut up?”
He startled, shocked at her less-than-gracious attitude after he’d been so generous. “Excuse me?”
“Yeah, excuse you is right. You can’t come in here, fuck me and then start dictating how I will live my life.”
“That’s exactly what I can do. Have you forgotten? I own you.”
“Yeah? Well, try proving that in court because the last time I checked, owning another human being was illegal. And something tells me that you’re not going to like the press finding out about our little arrangement so I’d stuff that bullshit line right up your keister and stop treating me like a God damn piece of luggage that you can haul around however you please.”
“You knew exactly what you were signing on for when you accepted my terms,” he reminded coldly. What happened to his soft and yielding woman? The woman who twisted and moaned in his arms, crying out his name in abandon? “You’re hormonal,” he decided, tossing his water and settling in the nearest chair. “I can be an understanding man but you’ve pushed me beyond my limits with your antics. It’s time to stop acting like a petulant child and honor your commitments.”
She crossed her arms across her breasts and he had to look away from the pebbled tips that poked out from the soft fabric of her sarong. Would he always suffer this hunger around her? She scrambled his brains in a way that defied logic. “Or what?” she taunted, her eyes still blazing. “Here’s the deal, Boston…things are going to change. I am having your baby but I am not your lap dog and frankly, I don’t know if I want you having anything to do with this baby because I’m not sure you have what it takes to raise a child to be a decent human being.”#p#分页标题#e#
What the fuck? He resisted the urge to rub at his chest when something twanged inside him as if she’d just plunged a knife into his breastbone, snagging on his ribcage as it pierced his heart. “Oh? This coming from a woman who was more than willing to spread her legs for a price? Perhaps you’re not the one equipped to raise a child since your moral compass doesn’t exactly point True North,” he retorted, turning the tables on her. But she didn’t take the bait. She stared hard, anger and disgust plainly on her features but there was something else — dare he say, sadness? — in her gaze, too. “Where is this coming from? I don’t understand, Julianna. Everything was fine. We were having a great time and then you freaked out on me. Let’s just go back to the way things were,” he offered by way of an olive branch. Why was she being so difficult? What did she hope to gain? Surely, she knew that she couldn’t win in a war between them. An ugly suspicion entered his thoughts and he voiced them. “Do you want more money? Is that what it will take? What’s your price?”