Only a Millionaire (The Sinclairs #6.5)(19)

“It’s just my body lotion. I took a bath earlier.” I’d used the same lotion for years, and nobody had ever commented on the scent. Honestly, it was subtle, so I was pretty sure that Liam was the only person who noticed it.

“It’s almost like sugar cookies,” he mused.

“Vanilla and sugar,” I confirmed.

“Good enough to eat. Did I ever tell you that those are my favorite?”

I tried to clear my X-rated brain from conjuring up images of Liam devouring me.

I shook my head slowly. “I didn’t know.”

He leaned down and gave me a very thorough kiss.

I was breathless when he finally lifted his head.

He let go of me and moved across the living room. “Fuck! Brooke, I promised myself I wouldn’t fuck you again until we started really seeing each other. We jumped the gun last night. I jumped the gun last night. Not that I regret it. But right now, I just want to be with you. I want to learn everything about you. It’s not all that easy when my dick is hard, which is just about every time I fucking see you.”

I smiled at him. “I want that, too.”

Not that I didn’t want to have sex with him. The urge was always going to be there. But I knew there was so much more to him than a spectacular body and a handsome face.

“Then let’s do it,” he said gruffly.

“Have sex?” I teased.

He shot me a censuring look. “You’re going to have to help me.”

“I’m not sure how much help I’ll be,” I joked. “I pretty much want you to nail me all the time.”

His mouth formed into a happy grin. “Luckily, I have to get back to the restaurant. I promised Tessa I’d close up. But she is going to cover some time for me, and you’re going to have some unscheduled nights off.”

“Am I still working tomorrow?”

He moved back to me and lifted my chin. “Yes, smartass. You are. But no promises after that. I’m redoing the schedule.”

Meeting his eyes directly when we were so close together was intense. My body craved him now, but I tried to shake it off. I did want to get to know him. And if my body had its way, I’d never get out of the bedroom.

“I’m sorry,” I muttered, my heart clenching in my chest for lying to him.

He put his fingers over my lips. “Don’t. It wasn’t all your fault. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I’ll wait until you want to talk about it. In the meantime, I’m good with you just being uninvolved with another man.”

I let go of a sigh as he moved his fingers and kissed me. It was short, but so damn sweet.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said roughly as he let me go.

I let him out, knowing I was probably going to get very little sleep for another night.





CHAPTER 10

BROOKE



Over the next week, Liam and I managed to spend a lot of time together. We’d worked a few shifts, but the majority of the time, we hung out together away from the restaurant.

During those days, I discovered that Liam loved food just as much as I did.

He’d come with me for my dinner with Evan and Miranda.

And I’d accompanied him to dinner at Xander and Samantha’s place.

We’d had an outstanding meal in Boston because Liam swore that all the restaurants were better there. I wasn’t sure that they were better. Sullivan’s served some pretty amazing food. But the restaurants were definitely fancier.

Being raised poor, we ate whatever we could afford, which usually consisted of a casserole we could throw together from leftovers, and lots of cheap sandwiches. It wasn’t ideal for a food-obsessed kid, but I hadn’t really thought much about that until Liam started taking me from one gastronomical orgasm to another. I was pretty sure I’d gained several pounds from the seven days, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to complain.

In a very short period of time, being with Liam had become as natural as breathing. So far, we’d held to our agreement of getting to know each other without sex, but I went to bed every night thinking about him, wanting him with a gnawing pain that got worse and worse with every day that passed.

“I’m getting very spoiled,” I muttered to myself as I pulled into the driveway of Liam’s house located outside of Amesport.

Although Liam wasn’t the type of guy to throw around his wealth, he had his toys. When he’d renovated his childhood residence, the new plans had included six garages to house vehicles, and every one of them was full. I’d refused to drive the expensive sports cars, but I’d accepted his offer to drive one of the two SUVs he’d housed in his garages.

Life was just easier with a car.

“Don’t get used to it,” I reminded myself aloud as I parked on the asphalt beside his house.

I had no idea how this fairy tale was going to end. I trusted Liam, but we hadn’t discussed my departure, which was growing closer and closer every day.

I don’t want to be destroyed when I have to leave.

Even as I cut the SUV’s engine, I knew that this might not end well. I was already used to seeing Liam every day, and even though my body craved him, my heart wanted him even more.

I didn’t regret the time I’d spent with him. Whether we saw each other after next week or not, these days would always be the happiest of my entire life. I’d known I was taking a chance, but it was a gamble I’d had to take.