Her Indecent Proposal (The BAD BOY BILLIONAIRES Collection) Read Online Free PDF Page B

course.  After
all, how could you call a man your husband when you knew practically nothing
about him?  And having all the details of his professional life did not count.
    So here she was, in one of the most idyllic places on earth, with
Sloane Quest by her side.  She would spend the rest of the day getting to know
him, probably relaxing on the sparkling white sand, and then later when the
night fell and the ocean turned inky-blue, she would get to know him even
better.  Because that was when they’d make love.
    At the thought her breath caught in her throat and she stole a
furtive glance at Sloane.  Was he as nervous about tonight as she was?  But
Sloane looked one hundred percent relaxed, like he did this sort of thing every
day – marrying a woman he hardly knew, taking her away on a honeymoon, getting
ready to make love.  Well, the making love part was definitely ‘old hat’ for
him.  Unfortunately, not so much for her…
    “Why don’t we grab some lunch then hit the beach?”  Sloane turned
away from the verandah and walked back into the living room.  “Or do you prefer
the pool?  The villa comes with its own pool and private beach.”
    Melanie followed him into the room.  “The beach, I guess.  I like
lying in the sun and digging my toes in the sand.”  She shoved her hands into
the pockets of her cargo pants.  “So what’s for lunch?”
    “We can stay here.  We have a private staff who will cook a meal for
us.  Or, if you don’t want to wait, we can always walk over to the Bizot Bar
and grab something there.”  He shrugged.  “It’s up to you.”
    “Let’s go to the Bizot Bar.  We’ll see other people there, right?”
    “Sure.”
    “Then let’s go.”
    He seemed amused by her eagerness but Melanie had a very good reason
for wanting to get out of the villa.  As spacious and open as it was, being
there alone with Sloane, it was still too intimidating.  It was too private,
too intimate, and just then she did not want to be reminded about what was to
come. 
    At the Bizot Bar they sat down poolside and enjoyed a meal that
featured samplings of the local cuisine – jerked chicken and spicy escoveitched
fish with ackee and salted codfish in flaky pastry cups.  As they ate they
enjoyed the sounds of France’s Radio Nova playing in the background.
    Soon, though, it was time to head back to the villa and to their own
little world.  “Ready for the beach?” Sloane asked as he strolled toward the
master bedroom.  “Let’s get changed.  We can do with some sun.”  He didn’t even
look behind to see if she was following.
    And so she hesitated.  Sure, the bellhop had taken both their bags
to the same bedroom.  They were man and wife, after all.  But the villa had all
of five bedrooms.  Why did they have to share the same one?  If she could avoid
changing in front of Sloane she would feel so much better.
    But then his voice broke into her thoughts and she realized she was
being a perfect idiot.  You’re planning to have sex with the man.  He’s
going to be seeing your body anyway, so why hide it now?
    “Where are you? Come and change.”
    It sounded more like an order than a request and Melanie frowned. 
She did not like being bossed around.  But then she sighed and headed for the
bedroom.  She was the one who’d said she wanted to try the beach so she might
as well get moving.
    When she walked into the bedroom Sloane had already stripped off his
shirt and trousers and was wearing shorts and sandals.  And his chest was bare.
    Melanie could only stare.  Talk about sexy.  The man was in perfect
shape, and not just for a thirty-six year old.  Anyone looking at his taut
muscles, broad pecs and narrow waist would swear they were looking at the body
of a guy in his early twenties, he looked that good.
    But if Sloane noticed her staring, he didn’t acknowledge it.  He
walked toward where she stood in the doorway and as he approached, she stepped
aside. 
    “I’m