Come Share My Love by Carrie Macon Read Free Book Online Page B

“Well she isn’t like she was when you were dancing but she’s not like she was afterwards either.  So you have about a fifty-fifty chance of succeeding in your visit today.”
         “That’s good to know.  I’ll give it my best shot.”
         “Think of it this way, you only got one shot, make it count.  Besides, she knows she can’t run since you’re already here.”
         Zackary smiled and nodded.  He wasn’t about to miss out on this opportunity of having his say today.
         “Can I ask you a question?”
         “Sure.  What’s on your mind?”
         “Do you have a brother?”
         “Unfortunately no,” she was relieved until his next statement.  “I have two brothers, twins to be exact.”  That statement made her feel much better.  Her ex was not a twin.  Thank God for that.  Two of them running around the world would be too much.  
         Shyla was indecisive about what to wear.  It was too hot for jeans.  Her butt was too big for shorts and her bikini’s showed off too much.  She wasn’t going for a swim.  She’d find something, she just didn’t know what. 
         It took her more than ten minutes to get dressed.  Kemah knocked on the door and told her time was ticking and she needed to hurry up.  Shyla told her she was on her way out.
       She walked out the room wearing a yellow floral bikini top and bottom with a matching sarong draped on her hip and tied to one side. 
       Damn she was beautiful.  Her hair hung at her shoulders in a mass of curls.  She hadn’t had a chance to dab on any make-up.  But that was okay.  She didn’t need it.  All Zackary could think about was holding her in his arms again and kissing those beautiful full, pouting lips.  He stood up as she walked closer into the room.  The sway of her hips was like the sway of the ocean.  ‘That’s right baby come to papa,’ Zackary thought and hoped he didn’t embarrass himself by saying it out loud or doing something else stupid.
         “Hi,” she said breathlessly.  Her heartbeat wouldn’t stay at a normal pace when she was around this man.
         “Good morning.”  His throat felt dry.  So he tried to clear it.  “Did you sleep well last night?”
         “Like a baby.”  She lied, again.  She knew that she wasn’t able to get a moment of sleep because every time she closed her eyes all she could see was his lips pulling her in.
         Kemah cleared her throat.  She knew it was a lie too.  “You’re getting good at that.” 
    Shyla rolled her eyes but continued her conversation.  “What about yourself?”
         “I slept pretty decent.”  That was the truth.  He was happy to say that in his dreams he came out on top but Shyla may not be able to handle that so he’d just say that his sleep was the best he’s had in a while.
          “So what brings you here so early in the morning?”
         “It’s actually almost noon.  I told you last night that we should talk.  So I’d like for us to go for a walk on the beach.”  She didn’t say anything so he continued.  “Unless you would prefer to go to the lounge or better still stay right here.”
         Shyla looked dumfounded.  There was no way they would be staying in this suite.  She wouldn’t last ten minutes alone with him.  They would definitely finish where they left off on the dance floor last night.  This time there would be no dancing.  Not standing up anyway.  Kemah took the decision out of her hands.
         “A walk on the beach sounds like fun,” she said.  “Shyla hasn’t taken a walk on the beach since we made it here.”
         “Actually Kee, I have.”
         “When?” 
         “On the third night while you were asleep, again for a little while last night.”
         “I bet it wasn’t like having company.  Especially male company,” she blinked rapidly.  “Besides I thought we weren’t