couldn’t wash the feel of Brad’s hands from her body.
***
Brad sat on the bed, phone in hand when she returned. He hung up, looked at her fully dressed, a flicker of disappointment flowed through his body.
“Looks like you’re ready for the day.”
“We have a plane to catch, remember?”
He looked at the bedside clock. “Guess I better get a move on then.” He stood up not bothering to cover his nakedness, wishing they could just stay here. He wanted to take her to bed again. The call from Ruby had been about routine business. She could have handled it herself. Something told him they were going to be disturbed a lot this week. Edgehurst, one of the firms most important and demanding, clients wanted his ad campaign done last week, even though the proposal wouldn’t be presented to him until Brad got back from his honeymoon. He went to the bathroom to shower and get ready for their flight.
***
Michele averted her eyes, once again embarrassment washed over her. Not usually a prude, but Brad had a strange effect on her than the men she normally dated. She wanted to please him, yet felt shy and unconfident in her skills as a lover. He’d been around. She’d heard stories of his numerous love affairs. Women found him attractive and threw themselves at him, and he took advantage of it. His reputation of a different woman every week was the topic of conversation at the beauty shop. Michele remembered seeing him at the club on several occasions, always with a different woman on his arm.
Except Ruby. They had a longer relationship. Many of her friends had speculated Brad and Ruby would be married by Christmas. But his parents didn’t approve. Ruby came from different stock and didn’t fit in with their social caliber. A shiver of dismay ran through her, as Ruby’s words came back to haunt her. Had Brad broken up with Ruby? She recalled hearing of their break up months before she and Brad started seeing each other. He’d been at the club with other women since then, but she wondered. Was it just a ruse to pacify his parents?
“Ready?” His voice broke through her thoughts. She packed the remaining items she needed and went out to the waiting limousine. They rode in a comfortable silence to the airport. What thoughts ran through Brad’s head? Sneaking a look at him through the corner of her eye, she caught his faraway look. Would he rather be with Ruby instead of her?
CHAPTER FIVE
Warm temperatures, gentle breezes, and azure water greeted them at the resort. Michele couldn’t deny Cancun sure was beautiful. The manager of the resort met them, “Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, what a pleasure to serve you.”
“This is Alfonse.” A young man in a tuxedo stood next to him. “He’ll be your personal butler during your stay with us.” He motioned toward the young man. “Your suite is ready. I hope you find everything satisfactory.”
Michele stood in the center of their suite while Alfonse brought in their luggage. What was she doing here? Though elegantly decorated with neutral colors and rich mahogany furniture, this wasn’t her idea of her dream honeymoon. She set her purse on the glass top of the enormous dining room table, walked to the patio doors, and looked out. The air smelled of salt and soft waves rippled in the gulf. Definitely a paradise, she had to admit. The door closed and a wisp of breath blew on her neck. She turned and Brad’s lips came down and met her mouth.
“You are beautiful.”
She turned in his arms, moved her mouth away. Desire flared through her. “I’m hungry.” She tried to pull away, but his arms locked around her. “Brad, please...”
His lips claimed hers, silencing her protests. Waves of desire overwhelmed her as she gave into his demanding kiss. His cell phone rang, interrupting the long ravenous kiss.
“Damn it!” His mouth still on hers whispered. He moved away and disappointment seeped through her.
A woman’s voice came through the