the impish sparkle in his eyes made a believer out of her. For the first time in her life she understood what Irene meant when she said a man rocked her world. Because that’s exactly what this felt like.
Joe Sterling rocked her world, and man oh man, did it feel good.
She was willing to stay right there in the tight little cocoon the water made around them, silently appreciating the masterful creation of this man, and she might have done just that if he hadn’t had ideas of his own.
“You called?”
She laughed, shivering as his deep voice washed over her in a way that had nothing to with water. “I just wanted to know when we were eating. I didn’t expect you to jump in.” But man, oh man, am I glad you did.
“And now, here I am all wet. Might as well not waste that, hm?”
For just a moment, as Cordelia watched him flirt with her, she felt a little as if she’d fallen into yet another out of body experience. The real Cordelia floated above the pool watching the imposter tease. But then his hands on her shoulders brought her back into the here and now. Lord she’d been waiting for this.
Or that’s what she thought until his fingers closed around her upper arms. She held her breath in expectation not caring at all that they were fixing to give a whole new meaning to public displays of affection.
And then he ruined everything as he lifted her from the water and tossed her in the air.
As the water covered her head, Cordelia tried to gather her wits. Here she’d been looking forward to another kiss and he’d dunked her. Of all the nerve!
She came up sputtering, her eyes narrowed as she stared at him. “You. Dunked. Me.”
He just shrugged, not looking a bit repentant. “I did. You going to come return the favor?”
She couldn’t believe the sly smile he sent her way, as if this were some prehistoric mating ritual.
That might be how they handled this kind of thing in Las Vegas, but no way was that how her fantasy week was playing out. No way, huh-uh. When a girl gave up her aversion to PDA and was rewarded with a dirty trick like that, there was some serious retaliation in the works.
Fortunately, she knew just how to strike back. She hadn’t jealously watched her sister play her games for nothing.
Arching her back, she dipped her hair into the water and smoothed it back before sliding him a smile of her own. One full of secrets and sin and all the tools of the bad girl’s trade. Or at least all the tools she could think of. “Oh, I don’t think so.”
For a second he didn’t say a word. When he did speak, he’d moved closer. “You don’t?”
She worked on her best bad girl innocent look. “It’s pointless, Joe. I don’t stand a chance against you. I mean just look at us.”
She kept the I-have-a-secret-and-you-definitely-want-to-know-it look on her face as she watched him. Yep. It was working. His hot gaze nearly seared her skin.
Turn about’s fair play, Mr. Sterling.
She lifted her arms above her head and stretched just for him as he spoke. “You never know. What if this is a game and I let you win?” His voice was soft and liquid leaving her just a little on the breathless side.
She arched an eyebrow and lowered her voice. “Oh it’s a game all right.” She hoped the words sounded as suggestive as they felt. Judging by the way Joe nodded and swam even closer, they must.
She felt the side of the pool against her back and lifted herself up, stopping when the water fell directly below her chest, barely an inch of skin showing beneath her suit.
She knew she had him when he stopped right in front of her and asked, “What game are we playing, Cordelia? I want to make sure we’re on the same page.”
Cordelia lowered herself back in the water and ran a finger up and down his warm, wet arm, finally settling both hands on his shoulders.
“You should know, Joe.” She threw him a victorious smile as she sidled ever so slowly closer and whispered. “After