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“Oh yeah, there’s gonna be a blaze in this hotel today,”
Kentucky
said under his breath, showing up at his destination thirty minutes early. He needed to reserve the room and then spend some time getting his mind off of you-know-who before Alexandra arrived.

At the appointed time, there was a soft knock on the door. Fresh from a shower and wearing nothing but a towel about his waist,
Kentucky
rushed to the door.

Realizing he was too eager, he paused and took a deep, calming breath before opening the door.

“Hello, baby . . .”
Kentucky
’s words trailed off. His mouth remained open in shock.

It wasn’t Alexandra at the door. It was Giada.

* * * *

“Hello to you, too,” Giada said, breezing past
Kentucky
before he could recover from his shock and block her way. She’d learned that lesson from her visit to his home.

Giada knew how quick
Kentucky
’s reflexes were. She also knew that his attraction to her slowed those reflexes down a bit, which gave her somewhat of an advantage over him. She would have never been able to get away with that had she been a stranger or someone trying to harm a client.

Quickly recovering from his shock,
Kentucky
whirled around to face her. “What are you doing here, Giada? Never mind. I don’t care. Just leave. I have a date coming any minute now.”

“Alexandra’s not coming,” Giada replied, heading straight for the king-sized bed in the room.

Kentucky
’s eyes bucked. “She’s not coming?” he roared.

“No, she’s not coming. Now close the door, Kenny, unless you want to draw the wrong kind of attention our way,” Giada cautioned in a nonchalant tone.

“How do you know Alexandra’s not coming? What did you do, Giada?”
Kentucky
asked, reluctantly closing the room door in order to avoid a public scene.

“I did what I had to do in order to get what I wanted,” Giada said casually, removing her light shawl.

“Which was?”

“I used your cell phone last night to text Alexandra with a request for the address of this hotel.”

Giada chuckled. “She texted that info back to me within two minutes. I couldn’t blame her. One night with you is worth any amount of effort . . . and money.” She laid her yellow-and-blue shawl on a nearby wicker chair before sitting on the bed.

“Money? Did you pay Alexandra off?”
Kentucky
asked, looking amazed that Alexandra would even go for anything like that.

“No, but I did slide some money to the whole front desk staff. This way, when Alexandra came, she would be given a message stating that duty called for you once again and that you had to cancel at the last minute. That you would contact her when you could. My plan worked perfectly.” She sighed in triumph, showing no signs of repentance.

Kentucky
’s eyes grew stormy. “Once again you are always thinking about yourself,” he said, closing the distance between them. “Why can’t you ever be satisfied with what you have?” He snatched her up to her feet. “You have your rich, handsome guy. Why do you have to have me, too?”

“Because I love you, that’s why,” Giada retorted, shocking him for real this time. “I’ve loved you since the first night we slept together, Kenny. I just didn’t know it then. But after spending this last month spying on you in the Jacuzzi every night I could, daydreaming about you, and fantasizing about you when I’m with another man, I realized it couldn’t be anything but love.”

* * * *

Kentucky
abruptly released her, causing Giada to drop back down to the bed. He blinked rapidly to refocus. He shook his head, as if he was trying to shake her last comments out of his brain. There was no way
Kentucky
could allow himself to believe that anything she’d just said was true.

But how often had Giada actually lied to him? Not much. She’d been more truthful with him than most of her other men.

“No, what you love is great sex,”
Kentucky
said, stubbornly refusing to believe her words, even though those same words had him pulsating with desire. “For some reason you can’t get that with Fabian, and so you’re trying to get it from me.” He flung his towel away, causing Giada to moan loudly with need at the sight of his beautiful nudity. “Well, I’m gonna give you what you want. And after I do, I don’t want you to so much as look at me again. You hear me?”

Giada nodded, not uttering a word. She looked like she would agree to anything to have
Kentucky
inside of her again.

And soon he was . . .

All.

The.

Way.

Inside.
 

Kentucky
didn’t even bother removing a stitch of Giada’s clothes. He worked around her blue sundress and her thong. He barely took the time to put on protection.

Balancing his weight on his strong arms,
Kentucky
drove into Giada hard and fast. Her pump had already been primed by the sight of his nude body, causing her overflow to splash against his thighs at the first deep dip. Knowing that she was so ready for him made him put even more fervor behind his power drives.

* * * *

Giada actually saw stars during those first couple of thrusts as pleasure shot through her body like a fireworks display. She immediately started clenching around
Kentucky
. Though he wasn’t as gentle as usual, every thrust, every stroke was perfectly aimed to bring ultimate enjoyment, not pain.

When Giada was able to focus again, she pulled her knees outward and upwards, and then looked down at their coupling. She wanted,
needed
to see the strong plunges, the reluctant withdrawals, the way every vein in
Kentucky
’s body strained against his skin as he gave her what she’d come here for.

Giada looked up into his face and became even more overwhelmed by what she saw there—reciprocal love.

Love.

Love!

Giada’s heart swelled with even more love for
Kentucky
now that she knew he shared the depth of her feelings. She began to climax even harder. She felt moisture gather in her eyes. Soon tears began to flow.

At the first tear,
Kentucky
ceased all movement. A repentant look was instantly upon his face. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to be so rough. We can stop.” He moved to disengage them.

“No!” Giada nearly shouted as she gripped his bottom tightly and wrapped her legs possessively about his waist. “I’m not crying out of pain. I’m crying out of joy. Please don’t stop making love to me, baby. I need you. I’ve needed you forever.”

* * * *

Kentucky
felt tears prick his eyes at Giada’s heartfelt declaration, yet no tears flowed. Neither did any words. Instead his body did all the talking.

After bending to kiss away her tears,
Kentucky
gently removed her sundress and black slip. The thong he ripped off since he wasn’t about to disengage them now to remove it the right way. They’d been apart far too long as it was.

When she was completely nude except for her high-heeled sandals,
Kentucky
began to give Giada what she needed and so much more. He lowered his lips upon hers for a long kiss.

That kiss continued as his hips led hers in a slow groove.
Kentucky
used the hand that wasn’t balancing his weight to tenderly squeeze and knead her melons as it moved over her torso. Every now and then, he’d take a break from her lips to taste that delicious fruit, but would soon find his way up to her mouth again.

Kentucky
’s lips were on Giada’s when she went over the edge with a violent shudder and a scream of ecstasy. Although his ears relished that scream, he had to swallow most of it in his mouth in order to keep from drawing undue attention to their room.

More tears descended as Giada clung to him, clenched around him, and snatched an orgasm from his loins shortly thereafter. This was the best reconciliation he’d ever had.

Rolling until she was lying on top of him,
Kentucky
held her close to him as she continued to cry. In between her tears, she kept proclaiming how much she loved him, kept talking about how much she wanted them to be together. She told him that she wanted to be his Miss Right and that she was willing to give up her gold-digging ways just for him.

Cautious with his heart and very conscious of her track record,
Kentucky
uttered no words of love no matter what he felt. Instead he said, “Prove it.”

Giada nodded in understanding. They both knew she had nobody but herself to blame for his lack of faith in her, his need for proof. Thus her answer was “I will. And when I do . . . ?” She left her question open-ended.

“When you do, I will willingly give you my heart and so much more,”
Kentucky
replied, giving her an intense look.

To that, Giada nodded.

* * * *

After making love two more times,
Kentucky
advised Giada to leave the hotel and go back to the boat. She was extremely reluctant, to say the least. She even tried to start up round four after their heated shower scene.

“I want you to stay all night, too, baby,”
Kentucky
said. “But I really don’t need a scandal in my life right now. Imagine the field day the media would have if they knew Fabian’s bodyguard was having an affair with his girlfriend.”

“I stopped being Fabian’s girlfriend the second I walked into this hotel,” Giada replied, still clinging to his bare torso. He wore only a pair of black briefs now. She wore her satin slip.

Kentucky
smiled down into her eyes, looking highly pleased with her words. “I tried to accept the fact that you were his, but deep down inside, I always felt that you were still mine.” His eyes and his tone grew serious. “But Fabian still considers you to be his woman, and the media will, too. And though a scandal might actually
help
his career, it could destroy both of mine. It might cast a bad light on my school, and my protective service clients may start thinking that I don’t know how to respect boundaries. I can’t have that kind of heat on me. Not now. There’s too much at stake. Too many kids counting on me.”

Hearing the conviction in his voice, Giada conceded. “I would never do anything to deliberately hurt you or those kids, baby,” she said, finally releasing him. “I just don’t want to go back to that boat and have to pretend to be Fabian’s girlfriend for the next two weeks. And what about when he wants to sleep with me again? I don’t think I could do it. I
won’t
do it. Not after what just happened between us.”

Kentucky
pulled her to him again. “Let’s get one thing straight right now. You are mine.
All
mine.” He possessively squeezed her bottom as he spoke.