Paige looked at the field and then across at the Green Monster. “Instead of going for dinner, let’s go back to my house. We can order some pizza, or I’ll put some burgers on the grill.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive. I’d rather be alone with you.”
Scott’s fingers skimmed across the back of her neck, causing a fluttering in the pit of her stomach. “Love the idea,” he said, his voice low and seductive. “It’s much better than mine.”
His statement brought images of them naked and tangled together. And the fluttering changed as liquid heat formed and spread. She’d never been one to sit around and fantasize about sex like some people she knew. Sure, she enjoyed it but didn’t obsess about it, which probably explained why she’d had it once since her divorce. At the moment though, thoughts of Scott naked and in her bed consumed her. Tonight before he left her house, she’d make sure her current image became a reality. And every instinct told her it would be the best sex she’d ever had. No doubt about it.
Chapter 9
Scott grabbed the last empty table outside the coffee shop, his eyes drawn to the copy of Gossip Now, England’s equivalent to the Star Report. Both magazines were owned by the same parent company. A photo of his cousin Derek and his new fiancée, Brooklyn, took up the entire cover. Considering America’s fascination with his family, Scott assumed all the magazines back home had similar covers. Despite the problem their engagement created with Brooklyn’s parents, he was happy for them. They’d met in college and been friends ever since. He still didn’t understand how it’d taken his cousin so friggin’ long to realize he loved Brooklyn, but maybe it was because they’d been friends for so many years. Change could be tough. Perhaps Derek had feared what would happen to their friendship if they tried to change it.
His thoughts changed to his conversation with his mom Saturday. When he’d mentioned inviting Paige, she’d all but done a dance of happiness. From when his cousin Callie had gotten married, she’d started dropping hints that he needed to find the one. After his cousins Jake and Trent made their trips down the aisle, she stepped up her efforts. Judging by her reaction Saturday, she suspected he was one step closer to the altar. And maybe he was. While he’d told his mom a lot about Paige, he hadn’t told her everything.
Such as the fact that he thought he loved her.
He hadn’t thought it possible to fall in love with anyone so fast. They’d only known each other since June. Regardless, he didn’t know what else to think. The feelings he had for her were like nothing he’d experienced before. When they were apart, he thought about the next time they’d be together. Whether he was in New York or London like now, they spoke every day, and every weekend he traveled back to Rhode Island regardless of where he’d spent the week. They didn’t always get the whole weekend together, like last week, but they always made time for each other.
In every way, his and Paige’s relationship was unlike anything he’d had before. Quickly memories of their time together Sunday filled his head, and his body reacted. They’d gone straight from the baseball game to her bedroom. And they’d stayed there until he’d left for the airport and his flight back to London.
With the project running smoothly here now, hopefully this would be his last trip over for some time. When he did come back, maybe Paige would be able to come with him. She hadn’t visited England in a long time, and he’d love the company. Or rather, he’d love her company.
“Can’t believe that took so long.” Chase Talbot set a large coffee down in front of him. “The bloke in front of me changed his order three times,” he said, his voice and mannerisms quite similar to his older half brother’s.
“We’ve got time. The plane doesn’t board for another thirty minutes.”
Since they were both heading back to the States, they’d booked a flight together. However, while Chase planned to stay and visit Dylan, Scott had another plane to catch once they landed at JFK. Unlike many of his flights though, the one from New York to Virginia wasn’t for business, but pleasure. Paige had arrived in Virginia Beach four days ago, a trip she’d planned long before the bachelor auction. Before he left Sunday night, she’d invited him to join her. Though the invitation surprised him, he hadn’t hesitated to agree, promising to meet her there today since work prevented him from flying down with her.
“How long are you staying this time?” Scott reached for his coffee and wished he’d asked the younger man to order him a sandwich too.
“Not sure. I might fly out to California on this trip and visit a friend who lives in San Diego.”
“You’ve been back and forth so much this year, you should just get a place of your own. Stop crashing at your brother’s.”
“Dylan said the same thing.” Chase reached for his own coffee. “And I’m thinking about it. Callie offered to help me look if I decide to.”
He’d made the suggestion more as a joke, expecting Chase to come back with a “not bloody likely” response. It was no secret Chase’s maternal grandmother was ill and had been for some time. Being the woman’s only grandson, Chase had an extremely close relationship with her, and he made sure he stayed nearby in case she needed him. At least he’d always done so until his nephew had been born the previous fall. Since then, he’d made more and more trips to the United States.
“What about you? How long before you come back here?”
“Not for a while. Right after we land this afternoon, I’m heading to Virginia for a short vacation. After that, I plan to get reacquainted with my own bed.” And he hoped to get Paige acquainted with it as well. With less travel in his future, he hoped she’d make the trip to New York on occasion.
Chase smirked. “I’ve never visited Virginia, but wouldn’t a beach in Tahiti or the Virgin Islands filled with women wearing bikinis be a more enjoyable place to vacation?”
Last summer maybe he would’ve agreed. “My girlfriend is visiting family in Virginia Beach. I’m meeting her there.”
“So there is a beach and bikini-clad woman. Good, you had me worried.” Chase laughed as he lifted his coffee. “Does she have a name?”
Scott started to answer, his ringtone interrupting him before he finished saying her name. Turning over his smartphone, he checked the caller ID. Nicole, the white letters announced.
“I’m guessing that’s her calling to check on you,” Chase said, tilting his cup toward the smartphone on the table. “Better take it. Otherwise you won’t be getting any tonight.”
“It’s not Paige.” He’d dated Nicole for six months but hadn’t heard from her since he broke it off. He didn’t remember the exact date they broke up, but it’d been back in November. Last he’d heard she was pregnant with actor Jordan Lee’
s baby, who she’d gotten into a relationship with as soon as they split.
Curious about why she was calling after so long, Scott answered. “Hey, Nicole.”