Enchanted (The Accidental Billionaires #4)(25)

The minute I’d closed my eyes to meditate this morning and popped in my earbuds, I hadn’t heard the voice of the guide in my head, and I hadn’t been concentrating on my breathing.

All I could focus on was visions of Noah naked, my body writhing, equally nude, on his bed while he brought me to a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Dammit!” I cursed as I got to my feet and headed for the shower.

The man was completely destroying all of my hard-won peace. All because of a single kiss.

We’d spent day three of this vacay shopping to find casual clothing for Noah. The satisfied grin that had formed on his face every time he ran that black card with another purchase haunted me.

I was giddy every time he smiled like that, and he was starting to do it often.

Yes, he worked, but he didn’t appear to be frantic about it anymore. In fact, he completed what he wanted to do for the day on his computer, and set it aside without looking the least bit guilty.

I didn’t have to hold his laptop hostage anymore.

He put it aside all on his own.

After we’d spent day three shopping, we went to a restaurant I’d wanted to try for dinner. The food had been mediocre, but I’d never had a better time in a restaurant in my entire life.

And God, that was almost criminal in my eyes. When had I ever been happy anywhere with so-so food?

We’d had a couple of drinks and a few shots of tequila, and he’d started telling funny stories about his younger siblings when they were growing up. I’d laughed uproariously until my side was aching, and we’d left the eatery perfectly content, even though the cuisine had only been adequate.

Yesterday had been day four, and Noah had been downright eager to get out of the suite and onto our boat for a snorkeling adventure.

I sighed. It had been one of the most memorable days of my life.

I’d probably never forget the look of contentment and happiness on his face as we’d explored the sunken shipwreck together. That whole boyish enthusiasm thing looked irresistibly attractive on him.

Anything I was doing with him felt like the very first time for me, because I could see it through his eyes, and pretty much everything was a first for him.

I stripped off the yoga pants and T-shirt I’d donned when I’d woken up, and turned on the shower.

I finished getting ready for the day in a hurry, knowing that Noah was probably already on his computer.

He was an early riser, but since he wasn’t working well into the night on this trip, he was getting plenty of sleep.

After only four days of vacation, he looked a thousand times better than he had when we’d arrived.

He was eating like a man who had been half-starved for years, so I was fairly certain he’d fill out a little before it was time for us to leave Mexico.

Once I was ready, I picked up my four bangle bracelets from the dresser and shoved them over my right hand.

I didn’t go anywhere without them. There wasn’t a single day that I forgot to put them on. Those bracelets should have been an ominous reminder that I shouldn’t be getting so entangled with Noah, but I ignored the warning as I fastened my chakra bracelet on my left wrist.

As I stepped out of my bedroom, Noah was just entering the living room from the outside door.

“You’re up,” he said as he shot me an adorable grin. “I just went down to work out at the gym.”

I gave him a wry look. “It’s almost time for breakfast. You know I’m never late for that,” I reminded him.

God, he looked good. His thick, dark hair appeared to be slightly damp from a shower, and he seemed perfectly comfortable in a new pair of cargo shorts and the forest-green polo shirt he’d put on after his workout.

I’d told him to buy that shirt because it made his hazel eyes look more green than brown when he was wearing it.

He hadn’t hesitated to add it to the pile he was collecting when we were shopping.

Almost like he was on cue, the waiter arrived with our breakfast, and Noah asked him to set it up out on the patio.

We’d made it a habit to fill out our breakfast order the night before and leave it on the doorknob, so we’d have breakfast when we got up in the morning.

We settled at the table outside to eat. “I’m starving,” I said as I plopped my ass down at the table once room service had departed.

“Me too,” Noah agreed as he snagged a piece of bacon and chewed it while he filled his plate high. “What’s on the agenda for the day?”

“I hope you can drag yourself away from work for today. We’re going to Xcaret, and it really is an all-day thing. I want to explore the underground caves there, and maybe swim with the dolphins. There’s so much to do there that I’d love to just take off after breakfast.”

He sat down with his massive plate of food. “Sounds great. I think I can manage not opening my laptop this morning.”

Noah looked unperturbed as he dug into his food, and I wished so badly that Owen could see his older brother right now. No doubt, he’d be ecstatic.

I nodded as I added some scrambled eggs to my already-full plate. “Good. Maybe we can work in some of the other activities while we’re there.”

“As long as it isn’t beach yoga or meditation, I’m pretty much game to do anything,” he said gruffly.

I cringed. “How do you feel about experiencing an authentic temazcal ceremony?” I’d already booked it a couple of days out, but I’d been dreading telling Noah about it.