Stay With Me(23)
“I love you,” she whispered. “I need you so much, Rhys.”
His mouth, whisper-sweet, soft and fluttering, pressed against her quivering flesh. He kissed her, just one gentle kiss.
She shattered, there in his arms, against his mouth. A sob spilled from her lips. The ceiling blurred, and she closed her eyes as sweet bliss descended, filling her, lifting her high then floating downward like a leaf riding the wind.
Her hands left the headboard, and she reached blindly down, wanting to touch him, to connect. He moved up her body, pulling her close then sweeping down to claim her lips.
“I love you too, Cat, and I’m never letting you go.”
He rolled to the side, bringing her with him. He tucked her head under his chin as she nestled into his body. It felt so good to be back in his arms.
“Let’s shower together then go eat breakfast,” Rhys murmured close to her ear. “Logan said he’d meet us on the beach.”
“That means I have to move,” she said on a blissful sigh. “I don’t want to move.”
He chuckled and stroked a hand through her hair. “I’d love nothing better than to keep you naked and in bed all day, but you need to eat. I don’t want any more episodes like last night. While we’re here, Logan and I are going to take very good care of you, which means you’ll eat and sleep well.”
She smiled and turned her face up to his. “I love you,” she repeated, because she just couldn’t say it enough.
He leaned down to kiss the tip of her nose. “And I love you. Now let’s go get cleaned up. I’m starving.”
Chapter Eleven
Catherine laughed and did a twirl on the beach, her head thrown back, her blond hair streaming down her back. The power her laughter had on Logan was phenomenal. He hadn’t realized just how long she’d been so unhappy. How long he’d been unhappy.The last week had been nothing short of magical as he and Rhys had done everything they could to put back together their tattered relationship with their wife. She was smiling again, and lightness reflected in her eyes.
They teased and played, and it brought back the old days with startling clarity. Catherine had been right. They had been happier then. Even with nothing. They’d had each other, and he and Rhys had damn sure had her love.
It was humbling that his quest to make it big, to provide for Catherine, to be a success, had nearly brought him his greatest failure.
She ran for him, Rhys chasing behind her. He grinned as she launched herself into his arms.
Logan gathered her close and whirled her around, placing his back between her and Rhys.
“This is a switch,” he said with a laugh. “Usually it’s you running for Rhys.”
She shrieked when Rhys ducked around him and made a grab for her waist. Logan hoisted her over his shoulder and playfully shoved at Rhys.
He headed for the water, his hand cupped possessively over her ass.
“Logan, no!” she exclaimed when she figured out his intent. “Rhys, help!”
Rhys died laughing. “Oh, now you want my help. Weren’t you running from me a minute ago? Sorry, sweetheart. You’re on your own.”
Logan smacked her on the behind and waded into the water. She wiggled and squirmed as she tried to extricate herself from his grip. Finally she stopped fighting and started pleading.
“I can’t believe you’d be so mean,” she said in exasperation. “I ran to you for help!”
He allowed her body to slide down his until her lips were in line with his own, but still he held her, her toes just dipping into the surf. He waded deeper as he kissed her.
“Yes, you did, and I helped. Do you see Rhys anywhere?”
“Beast,” she muttered.
He nipped at her bottom lip just before he launched himself forward like a tree toppling in the forest. They landed in the water, his arms curled protectively around her body.
She came up with him, sputtering for air, her frown murderous even as laughter gleamed in her eyes.
“Oh darn, now we both need a shower,” he said innocently.
She wiped her hair from her eyes then laughed. “You are so pathetic.”
“No, I just really, really love what you do to me in the shower.” He nearly groaned when his entire body tightened.
“Well, you’re carrying me back, because I’m not getting all that sand caked on my wet body.”
He reached down and plucked her out of the water. She landed with a thump against his chest, and he grinned down at her. “I think Rhys has a good idea what I’m up to. Seems he’s disappeared. Maybe he’s warming up the shower.”
“And maybe he wants what you’ve been getting,” she said in a teasing voice.