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“There are so many shower heads in there. From all angles. Some of the rooms at the lodge have this, too, but I’ve never stayed in one of them. I turned them on once to see what it was like, but tonight, yeah, I’m getting in to get the full effect.”

It’s on the tip of my tongue to say I’ll join her, but this new revelation I’m having with my thoughts toward her keeps my mouth shut. New as in, it wouldn’t just be fun for me. It would be more. Back in Lovers, we were under the same roof every night, but for some reason, this is different.

Maybe it’s the fact that there is only one room, one bed, or maybe it’s because, despite all my coworkers lurking around this place, being away from everyone else is a breath of fresh air, and I think we both let our guards down the moment we stepped onto that plane.

“What should we do first?’ she asks.

“We?” I ask to be sure I heard her right. “Dinner isn’t for a few more hours. I sort of thought you’d want to do something alone.”

“Oh.” I watch the joy I’d just given her fade fast. “Okay, I could⁠—”

“But if you want to do something together, I’d like that.”

She takes a breath. “Me too.”

Fuck, and here I go, smiling again.

I just can’t seem to stop when I’m around her.

“How about we order in some drinks and sit out by the pool?” she suggests.

“I like it.”

I reach for my phone, but she puts her hand on mine and takes it from me.

“No phone or work of any kind while we sit poolside.”

“So we just enjoy the pleasure of each other’s company?”

One nod. That’s all I get.

“All right,” I say. “Go change.”

She does a little jump, then opens her bag and pulls out something red.

She disappears into the bathroom, and I take that as my hint to change out here while she does so in there.

I’m just grabbing the resort menu off the table when she walks out.

A bright red bikini barely covers Grace’s body.

She makes her way through the room to her bag to grab sunscreen, then back to the bathroom to grab a towel, and fuck me, that’s a cheeky little piece of fabric hugging the most perfect bubble butt I’ve ever seen. It shows her perky ass so perfectly that I find myself grinding my teeth as I watch her prance around the room with such confidence.

She pops back out of the bathroom.

“Did you put sunscreen on?” she asks.

I shake my head.

“You should. I’ll get your back if you get mine.”

She walks past me, completely unaware that my cock is growing hard just looking at her and my mind is having flashbacks of the two of us in my kitchen.

This is going to be five very, very long days.

I follow her to the pool, where she chooses to sit on a round chair.

“Here.” She pats the seat next to her. “Sit so I can rub you.”