And even if it was, she had no time for that in her life.
“Are you okay over there?”
She smiled, forcing those monumental thoughts out of her head. “Mmm hmmm.”
“You know what?”
She tensed. “What?”
“I’m hungry.”
She laughed and rolled over to face him. “We should probably take a shower and do something about that.”
Drew sat up. “Good idea. I know they’re doing a fireworks thing in town tonight. If you’re up for that, we can go.”
She laid her head in her hand. “Or?”
“We can barbecue here and just hang out.”
“I love the sound of that. Unless you like big crowds and fireworks.”
His gaze was pointed, and very warm. “I’m happy just to be here with you.”
And there was that giant warning signal pinging in her head again.
She stood and reached for his hand. “Ditto. Let’s go take a shower. Then you can get the grill started.”
TWENTY
DREW GRILLED STEAK AND LOBSTER, AND CAROLINA made rice and asparagus. They opened a bottle of wine to have with dinner and ate outside on the terrace. The night was clear, they were alone, and it had been a really damned good day.
He didn’t want to leave tomorrow, but real life would intrude soon enough.
He liked spending time with Carolina, and he wasn’t the kind of guy who thought much beyond what came after today. But sitting across from her tonight, watching the ocean breeze blow strands of her hair across her face, made him wonder what made her so different from any other woman he’d ever been with.
Because when he’d dated other women, he never thought about them when he wasn’t with them.
With Lina, he thought about her all the damn time. And that was dangerous territory.
Was he ready for a long-term relationship? He was thirty years old. Maybe it was time to settle down with one woman.
“You’re quiet tonight,” Carolina said.
They had cleaned up the dishes and were sipping wine on the terrace.
He leveled at grin at her. “That’s because you wiped me out today with your constant demands for sex.”
She laughed. “Oh, right. I’ve seen you play hockey. I think you have an endless store of reserves.”
He picked up his glass and took a sip before answering, studying how beautiful she looked in her sundress, her skin kissed with a little tan. “So what you’re saying is that you’d like more sex?”
“I’m not sure there’s an appropriate reply to that.”
“How about yes?”
She gave him a look that made his cock tighten. “I can take it if you can.”
He was sure she was probably sore. He’d given it to her pretty hard, especially this afternoon. She brought out his primal side, made him want to possess her. He’d never been like that with another woman.
“Maybe we’ll just cuddle,” he said.
“Now who’s the wuss?”
“Are you throwing down the gauntlet, Miss Preston?”