A deep growl left him as she rolled off and walked nude and proud to the bathroom. After putting herself together, she got in her bikini and slipped on a pretty beach robe he'd bought her a few months back.
"Wow! You are stunning." He turned back to the coffee pot as she pressed herself to his back and wrapped her arms around him. “Why am I not surprised?”
"Thank you for doing this. I'm so glad to get away from everything." She kissed his back and moved to stand beside him as he fixed her coffee just the way she liked it. "It's ridiculous how crazy everything got."
"One thing after the next. It's like we couldn't catch a break." He handed her the mug and turned to watch her. "Thank you for taking care of things. I can honestly say that this is the first time in my life that I feel like I have someone I can trust, like, with anything. And everything."
"Good." It warmed her heart. She lifted the cup to her lips and blew on the dark liquid before taking a tentative sip. "What kind of massage did you get us?”
“Why? Because you don't like that deep tissue stuff? It hurts." He smirked and walked away to grab a shirt. She almost lamented when he returned in a pair of cream-colored pants and a beach shirt. His deliciously naturally tanned skin was no longer on display, nor was the dark trail of hair that ran from his bellybutton down into his pants. There was nothing she enjoyed playing with more.
"You're looking at my dick. Why? You want it?" He laughed as she swatted at him.
"You're corrupt." She walked toward the door, taking her coffee with her and ignoring the deep burn inside of her to show him just why she was staring at his dick. He was a god under his clothes. Plain and simple.
"You love me all the same." He closed the door behind them and took her hand as they walked down the open hallway of the hotel, the beach breeze blowing over them and causing her hair to dance about.
"I do love you, with all of my heart." She glanced over at him. "You planned all of this while you were in the hospital?"
"Yep. Nothing else to do." He winked. "Besides, I have several surprises for you and I figured this might be just the place to give them all to you."
"Surprises? I like surprises." She grinned.
"I'm hoping like hell that you like these." He opened the door to the spa and the smell of jasmine and salt water filled her senses.
She breathed in deeply and let out a long slow exhale, feeling better than she had in a long time. Surprises from Alex were always good, but having time for just the two of them was bliss.
"Right this way, Mr. Reid." The attendant took them to the back and stopped by the locker rooms. "The ladies are to the left and then men to the right. Please make sure you remove all your clothes and take the white robe laid out for you. When you're ready, you can meet up again on the other side of the exit door. You'll see what I mean."
The guy gave them a curt nod and left.
"Alright, see you soon." Jamie pushed on the door only to have Alex grip her hand and pulled her flush against him.
"And what if I want to go in your dressing room?" He brushed his nose down the side of her cheek and kissed her neck softly. "Would you let me in?"
"I'd let you into anything you wanted into." She turned her face down toward his and kissed him softly. "You're going to get us kicked out."
"Naw. I'll just buy the damn place." He kissed her once more before moving back. "Make sure you're completely nude. I want to see you laying there with nothing more than a little hand towel over that fine ass of yours."
She smirked. "Your wish is my command."
*
The massage table was hard, but warm, and the lady who worked on Jamie's sore muscles was surprisingly soft and yet thorough. She hadn't gotten too many massages over her lifetime, but then again, being poor for most of it left her at a distinct disadvantage.
The ocean breeze blew warmth over her, and she let out a long sigh, enjoying the serenity of the place that Alex had chosen. He would be in charge of booking all of their vacations seeing that he was so damn good at it.
Gratefulness blasted through her at the fact that everything had worked out okay. He was alive and healing, and Stephen was behind bars under attempted murder charges. Her sister was still missing, from what her father had told her, but they would find her soon. She was far too needy to try to do anything on her own for too long.
Things were back to normal at the office, and Paul and Mark were joking and hanging out together the last time Jamie saw them. She was grateful for Kristen being such a class act that the woman took the time to talk to each of the men trying to be a part of her life, and let them both down easily. It almost seemed that her denial of them was part of what they were bonding over. The thought of it make her lips lift up in a smile.
"Feel good?" Alex mumbled as he turned his head to face her. They were on their stomachs, and though her neck was hurting from being in the same position too long, Jamie couldn't tear her gaze away from him. His dark hair framed his perfect face, and his brilliant blue eyes melted her heart. He was the epitome of sensuality, and yet he was hers.
The same old insecurities that she wasn't nearly enough to keep his attention continued to well up inside of her, but there was no way she was going to voice them. There was no reason to get him wondering if she had a valid point.
He wouldn't do that.
"Yes, it feels great." She smiled. "The view is fantastic."