Merger (Triple Threat Book 3) Read Online Free
Author: Kit Tunstall, R.E. Saxton
anything, let alone buying a few days’ worth of clothes.
When she emerged from the room he had loaned her a few minutes later, she found Dominic standing with his back to her looking out at the ocean. The suite offered a fantastic view of the coastline, with one wall made up entirely of glass. The sun backlit him, emphasizing his form through the khaki shorts and light button-down shirt he wore.
The sunlight brought out deep-gold highlights in his dark hair, and as he turned to face her, she grasped why she had been so upset when she’d realized he didn’t want her body. It was because she wanted his. She had wanted him to propose an indecent arrangement, and not because she would have rejected it with righteous indignation. She had a feeling if he had offered her a spot in his suite for the rest of the week, contingent on sharing his bed, she would have jumped at the opportunity. That didn’t speak well of her or her upbringing, since she knew both her folks would be shocked by such thinking, but she couldn’t deny the epiphany once it came to her.
She cleared her throat, hoping he didn’t detect the blush in her cheeks. “If you’re sure you don’t mind, I will take you up on your offer.”
He gave her an easy grin, though it didn’t reveal much about his true reaction to her acquiescence. “I’m pleased to hear that. I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of having some of the shops send up clothing for you. Whether or not you stayed, I knew you’d need some pieces to get through.” He waved to the couch.
She turned toward it, expecting to see a couple of boxes or bags, since he had said a few pieces. Instead, it was heaped with purchases, and she eyed them in shock. “How long do you think I’m staying?”
He laughed, sounding delighted. “You don’t have to keep them all, Lily. I’m not sure what your tastes are, and though I think I’m pretty sure about your size, I could be wrong—especially on intimate wear. I had to guess on your band and cup size.” As he spoke, his gaze moved briefly to the overflow of cleavage from the black dress, before darting away quickly.
That he had looked at all made her stomach twist into knots, but they weren’t knots of fear or anxiety. Rather, she tentatively identified them as anticipation as she tried to read his expression, hoping to find at least a trace of desire there. Unfortunately, he had a perfect poker face, and she couldn’t determine what he was thinking or feeling.
Instead, she dived into the boxes, quickly selecting a far more suitable outfit for sightseeing, somehow unsurprised that he had accurately guessed her size. She was confident that even the bra would fit, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know how he’d acquired that skill. It seemed likely he had needed to fondle and examine quite a number of breasts in his life to be able to determine a woman’s cup size and band size just from looking at her body, and she didn’t like that idea one bit. In fact, it made her feel blindingly jealous, which was a reaction she’d never experienced before. She hadn’t even cared when the couple of her boyfriends in the past had flirted with other women in front of her, but now she was ready to tear out the hair of whichever women had given him his experience?
She quickly tried to suppress thinking about the whole idea as she rushed back to the room he was letting her use, quickly throwing off Chrissy’s dress and tossing it in the trashcan before dressing in something that was far more her style. She hurried in her movements, not wanting to waste a second of the time she had with Dominic, since it was likely to be limited. He might not be interested in her yet, but maybe there was a chance she could change his mind.
Chapter Two
Hours later, they returned to the suite after a day of sightseeing. Her feet hurt from all the walking she’d done in new sandals, but she didn’t hesitate to agree when he suggested they dress up and
When she emerged from the room he had loaned her a few minutes later, she found Dominic standing with his back to her looking out at the ocean. The suite offered a fantastic view of the coastline, with one wall made up entirely of glass. The sun backlit him, emphasizing his form through the khaki shorts and light button-down shirt he wore.
The sunlight brought out deep-gold highlights in his dark hair, and as he turned to face her, she grasped why she had been so upset when she’d realized he didn’t want her body. It was because she wanted his. She had wanted him to propose an indecent arrangement, and not because she would have rejected it with righteous indignation. She had a feeling if he had offered her a spot in his suite for the rest of the week, contingent on sharing his bed, she would have jumped at the opportunity. That didn’t speak well of her or her upbringing, since she knew both her folks would be shocked by such thinking, but she couldn’t deny the epiphany once it came to her.
She cleared her throat, hoping he didn’t detect the blush in her cheeks. “If you’re sure you don’t mind, I will take you up on your offer.”
He gave her an easy grin, though it didn’t reveal much about his true reaction to her acquiescence. “I’m pleased to hear that. I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of having some of the shops send up clothing for you. Whether or not you stayed, I knew you’d need some pieces to get through.” He waved to the couch.
She turned toward it, expecting to see a couple of boxes or bags, since he had said a few pieces. Instead, it was heaped with purchases, and she eyed them in shock. “How long do you think I’m staying?”
He laughed, sounding delighted. “You don’t have to keep them all, Lily. I’m not sure what your tastes are, and though I think I’m pretty sure about your size, I could be wrong—especially on intimate wear. I had to guess on your band and cup size.” As he spoke, his gaze moved briefly to the overflow of cleavage from the black dress, before darting away quickly.
That he had looked at all made her stomach twist into knots, but they weren’t knots of fear or anxiety. Rather, she tentatively identified them as anticipation as she tried to read his expression, hoping to find at least a trace of desire there. Unfortunately, he had a perfect poker face, and she couldn’t determine what he was thinking or feeling.
Instead, she dived into the boxes, quickly selecting a far more suitable outfit for sightseeing, somehow unsurprised that he had accurately guessed her size. She was confident that even the bra would fit, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to know how he’d acquired that skill. It seemed likely he had needed to fondle and examine quite a number of breasts in his life to be able to determine a woman’s cup size and band size just from looking at her body, and she didn’t like that idea one bit. In fact, it made her feel blindingly jealous, which was a reaction she’d never experienced before. She hadn’t even cared when the couple of her boyfriends in the past had flirted with other women in front of her, but now she was ready to tear out the hair of whichever women had given him his experience?
She quickly tried to suppress thinking about the whole idea as she rushed back to the room he was letting her use, quickly throwing off Chrissy’s dress and tossing it in the trashcan before dressing in something that was far more her style. She hurried in her movements, not wanting to waste a second of the time she had with Dominic, since it was likely to be limited. He might not be interested in her yet, but maybe there was a chance she could change his mind.
Chapter Two
Hours later, they returned to the suite after a day of sightseeing. Her feet hurt from all the walking she’d done in new sandals, but she didn’t hesitate to agree when he suggested they dress up and
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