Of course. Kris felt foolish for asking. She hoped the money from their deal could help Nate’s family. Not because she considered them a charity case, but because they were good people—at least, she knew Nate and Skylar were—and deserved a break. Plus, it wasn’t like she’d given Nate the money as a handout; he’d earned it. He was a talented actor, and he’d spent weeks on the Gloria scheme when he could’ve used that time to hang out with his friends or audition.
Speaking of Gloria…
“What are your plans for Saturday?” she asked casually. She didn’t actually have a spa weekend in Ojai planned; she was just going to stay at the Beverly Hills Hotel and gorge on room service while Nate did his thing.
The only question was what that “thing” entailed.
Nate shot her quizzical look.
“With Gloria. Are you…” She trailed off, already regretting bringing the subject up.
“Am I actually going to sleep with her?”
Her muscles tightened, erasing the last vestiges of her post-coital contentment. “Yeah.”
“Hell no.”
Just like that, Kris relaxed again, and she cursed herself for allowing a freakin’ guy to control her emotions like that. That had never been her. She’d never gone gaga over a member of the opposite sex, certainly not to the point where what they said and did affected her state of mind.
But Nate was in his own category, and not just when it came to sex.
“I’m not attracted to her like that,” he said. “I mean, yeah, she’s hot—”
Kris frowned.
“—but she’s not my type. This is a job.” Nate cleared his throat. “And I know how much it means to you. So I’m going to do what I need to do for your P.I. to snap some good pics, and that’s it. What happened between us just now?” He gestured between Kris and himself. “Not gonna happen with her.”
“Right.” Relief blossomed in Kris’s stomach, the reason for which she studiously ignored. “Okay.”
“Jealous?” Nate drawled.
“You wish.”
“Maybe.”
She turned her head so fast she almost got whiplash. Nate wore a sneaky grin, but his eyes were dead serious.
“You know,” Kris said slowly. “We never finished sealing the deal. I believe there was a third part to it?”
You’re going to take the reins, princess, and ride me until you can’t come anymore.
Heat flared in Nate’s eyes, and it didn’t take long before Kris was straddling him and taking them to the heights of ecstasy once more.Nowshe understood all the hubbub about sex. Her past encounters had been fine, but she’d never had the toe-curling, explosive orgasms you always heard about in romance novels or movies.
But with Nate? Holy shit.
By the time they returned to the marina, it was close to midnight and Kris was walking around in a daze. She was so relaxed she didn’t even snap at the two frattastic bros who wolf-whistled at her on her way to the parking lot. Nate’s snarl, however, put them into place, and Dumb and Dumber held up placating hands before returning to their Natty Lights or whatever they were drinking.
Nate wrapped a possessive arm around Kris’s waist and shielded her with his body until they reached her car.
“Let’s reconvene Friday,” she said, trying to refocus on the looming milestone ahead.Just a few more days until Gloria’s out of our lives forever.“Go over final details.”
“Sounds good,” Nate said lazily. “Drive safe. Text me when you’re home.”
He kissed her on the cheek good night, and Kris was off, speeding toward Beverly Hills while a part of her remained in the marina, reliving the past few hours over and over again.
When she arrived home, she was surprised to see the lights blazing. Gloria was usually asleep by now.
Kris parked in the garage and entered the foyer, blinking rapidly until her eyes adjusted to the bright lights. Her muscles ached from all the…exertion earlier that night, and she looked forward to a few hours of deep sleep before she had to go into work.