“The thought did cross my mind,” Miles grins at his mom.
“I can see why it would,” she laughs. “You’re beautiful, Olivia, just like Miles described.” She pulls me into a hug, and her soft lavender scent wraps me up in a warm cocoon. “It’s so nice to finally meet you. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment,” she laughs softly.
“It’s so nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Montgomery.” I smile as we break away.
“Please call me Meaghan, love. And this is Miles’s dad, Trevor,” she says, smiling at her husband, who just walked up behind her.
I can see where Miles gets his looks as I smile at his dad. His bright blue eyes crinkle at the corners as a grin spreads across his handsome face. His dark hair is speckled with grey, and even though he’s a couple of inches shorter than Miles, he is still over six feet. They are a stunning couple side by side and look good together.
“You must be Olivia,” he says, bringing me in for another hug. “I don’t know if I should saythank youorgood luckwith this one,” he laughs, catching his son’s eye.
“Hilarious.” Miles rolls his eyes and takes my hand again when his dad releases me. I see Meaghan catch the small gesture, and she smiles cheekily at us. You can tell he’s close to his parents and they have a good relationship.
“Let’s get you two inside, and open that bottle of wine you are holding,” she grins at me. “We have a lot to celebrate tonight with the opening of Montgomery’s and you two getting together. Not to mention Knox being here with us.” She turns toMiles and smiles. “He insisted on grilling steaks for us tonight and has been busy cooking since he came back from helping you at the bar today.”
“I want to introduce him to Olivia, so I’ll go see if he needs any help.”
“Dad and I are finishing up with the salad here, and we’ll join you in a second. Savi should be home soon. That will be fun,” she adds, chuckling at the thought. “I still think you should have given her a warning that he will be staying the weekend in the pool house.”
“And hear her gripe about it for the past two days? No, thank you. It’s better to just rip the band-aid off all at once.”
“If you say so,” she laughs, chopping up a cucumber for the salad.
“Do you need any help?” I ask, wanting to be useful.
“No, sweetie, you go meet Knox and enjoy yourself. Trevor and I can handle it. Pour her some wine first, Miles, and make sure to give your sister a glass as soon as she gets here. It will help soften the blow.”
“It’s really that bad?” I laugh, watching Miles uncork the bottle and pour me a glass.
“You know those illegal cockfights you hear about on the internet?”
“Yes,” I giggle.
“Well, that’s child’s play,” he says, handing me my wine.
“It’s not that bad,” his dad chuckles.
“I still think there’s some love way down deep. They are just too stubborn to see it,” Meaghan says, taking a sip of wine from the glass Miles handed to her.
“Yeah, the way a lion loves its prey,” Miles laughs, taking my hand again and walking us to the back patio. I hear his parents’ chuckle as we walk outside.
I still can’t get over how beautiful this place is. Warm, saltyair blows softly through my hair as we walk across the deck toward the outdoor kitchen. Soft waves can be heard in the distance as they meet the shoreline.
I glance at the pool as we pass by. The moonlight is reflecting off the water, giving it a beautiful glow. The water looks so inviting that I almost wish we were alone so I could feel it glide over my naked skin. Images of Miles’s wet body pressed up against mine quickly flood my mind as I feel heat begin to dance along my flesh. I can almost feel our slick bodies colliding as I slide against his hard…
“Don’t worry, honey. I plan on making good use of that pool in the very near future.” Miles’s breath against my ear startles me out of my little fantasy I was enjoying.
How in the world did he know what I was thinking?
Laughing at my baffled expression, he stops in front of me and runs his finger down my warm cheek.
“You’re blushing like a girl who’s having very naughty thoughts,” he murmurs with a twinkle in his eye. “Whatever you were thinking while looking at the pool, remember it for later. You’re going to give me the exact play-by-play, and then I’m doing it ten times better than you just imagined.”
“Always so sure of yourself. Maybe I was just admiring the view, and it had nothing to do with you.” My lips twitch as I fight to keep a straight face. Every part of me is already counting down the hours until we are alone in this pool, and he knows it.
“With you? Always. Maybe we should test this theory,” he says, trailing his finger down the center of my chest and going lower to the hem of my skirt. “If you are as wet as I think you are in this moment, then I’m right.”
His hand starts to move up my dress, and I blink in shock before I grab his wrist to stop him from going any further. His best friend is just a few feet away, and his parents have a clear view of us through all the windows lining the back wall.
