The Secret Affair(56)

                “Some entertainment,” she mumbled. “He enjoyed it. You should have seen the look on his face when the woman shoved her girls at him.”

                “Pleeze. He’s a man. They enjoy seeing a pair of breasts. Anytime or anyplace. Will it make you feel better if I get the Chippendales dancers for your next birthday party?”

                “This isn’t funny, Paige.”

                “You don’t hear me laughing. If anything, you should hear me moaning. Can you imagine a lap dance from one of those guys? If you can’t, I can. And my imagination is running pretty wild right now.”

                Jillian shook her head. “Before I let you go, there’s one more thing. Did you really get a part in a Spielberg movie?”

                “No.”

                “So you lied.”

                “I was acting, and I evidently did a great job. It sounds like you have some serious decisions to make about Aidan. But don’t rush. You have fourteen days. In the meantime, enjoy the cruise. Enjoy life. Enjoy Aidan. He plans on getting you back. I’d like to be there to watch him try. I’ve got my money on him, by the way.”

                “Sounds like you have money to lose. Goodbye, Paige.” Jillian clicked off the phone, refusing to let her sister get in the last word, especially if it would be a word she really didn’t want to hear.

                Regardless of what Paige said, her sister hadn’t been there to witness that lap dance. She hadn’t seen that salacious grin on Aidan’s face while looking up at the half-naked woman sprawled all over him. There was no doubt in Jillian’s mind that he’d enjoyed every minute of it. He had wanted those women there; otherwise, he would have asked them and his friends to leave. And although he claimed otherwise, how could she be certain one of those women didn’t spend the night with him; especially since he didn’t tell Jillian anything about the party, even when she had asked? She of all people knew what a healthy sexual appetite Aidan had, and they hadn’t seen each other in more than three months. And at the time, that had been the longest amount of time they’d been apart.

                Before getting in bed later that night, Jillian checked the ship’s agenda. Tomorrow was a full day at sea and she refused to stay locked in her cabin. This was a big ship and chances were she might not run into Aidan. She knew the odds of that were slim; especially when he admitted his only reason for coming on the cruise was to win her back. Well, he could certainly try.

                She could not deny it had felt good to be kissed by him tonight. Pretty damn good. But there was more to any relationship than kisses. Even the hot, raw, carnal kind that Aidan gave. And when he took a mind to kiss her all over...

                She drew in a deep breath, refusing to let her thoughts go there. He would probably try using his sexual wiles to win her back. And she intended to be ready to disappoint him.





                                      Twelve

                “Good morning, Jillian.”

                Jillian glanced up from the book she was reading to watch Aidan slide onto the lounger beside her. She was on the upper deck near the pool. Why had she thought he would never find her here?

                “Good morning,” she grumbled and went back to her reading. Although she had gone to bed fairly early, she hadn’t gotten a good night’s sleep. The man stretched on the lounger beside her had invaded her dreams not once or twice, but all through the night.

                “Had breakfast yet?”