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flexed arm muscles. The friction of his hardness
pressed against the thin material of her G-string covering her intimate folds
increased the desire pooling between her legs.
    Sweeping her mouth with his tongue in animalistic fashion,
Grey pulled away suddenly, a frown on his face. “I should get you home.”
    Indi mourned the loss of his touch as soon as he pulled away
suddenly, but tolerated it as she didn’t want to be holed up in an Italian
prison for public indecency even if his kisses were intoxicating. “Okay.” Indi
answered, trying to keep the disappointed bite from her voice as she spoke.
    Grey kneeled down and kneaded her ankle with his fingertips
gently. “Does that hurt?”
    “No, that doesn’t hurt at all.”
    “Okay, let’s see if it can take some weight.” He reached for
the shoe and sheathed it around her bare foot.
    Standing up, he held out his hand in case she felt it give
way again as she slowly placed it the foot tentatively on the ground.
    “Think you can walk?”
    “Yes, it feels okay now.” Indi reassured him as she paced
slowly in front of him.
    “Sure? I will carry you to the car if necessary.”
    Although the idea of an excuse to be in his arms again
appealed enormously, she wanted to keep the remnants of some dignity from the
evening.  “Honestly I am sure.”
    Brushing any lingering dust from the knees area of his
trousers, Grey wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her into his side so
she could use him as a leaning post as they walked.
      Finally,
arriving at the Largo Porta Marina, Indi pointed to the car she’d rented for
the next couple of weeks, an Audi.  It had been more expensive than some of the
basic rental cars on offer, but she drove an Audi back in England, and didn’t
want to sacrifice on comfort if she were going to be driving back and forth
around the island by herself.
    “Hand me your keys and I will drive. I want you to rest your
ankle as much as possible before tomorrow?” He spoke authoritatively, almost
sounding like an order.
    Quirking a brow, feeling both irritated at being bossed about
and turned on at the sexy look on his face as if daring her to disobey. “Why
what is happening tomorrow?”
    “You and I having lunch on the beach. I have a proposition
that I want to discuss with you in private.” Grey stated matter of fact but his
expression soft as he tucked a stray curl behind her ear. “And I was kind of
hoping to continue what happened earlier in the alley if you have no
objections?”
    “Okay.” She managed to squeak in a high voice, rummaging
through her bag and handing him the key fob to her rental.
    Settling into the passenger side of the
car, Indi had to pinch herself that the man of many of her dreams was about to
drive her home because he was concerned for her welfare. It gave her a strange
fuzzy feeling inside.  To be cared for by someone she barely knew felt alien to
her senses.  Except for her sisters and a few relatives, most of her family
only tried pretended to care if it meant some personal gain to them. Her
parents being the worst culprits.  She shook her head; trying to rid her mind
of the negativity, they bought to her mood whenever she thought of the them.
    Catching Grey looking at her oddly, he asked. “Did you hear
what I said?”
    “Sorry just spaced out - just thinking of something I forgot
to do.” She fibbed. “What did I miss?”
    He grinned, “Was just asking if you had any dislikes as I
was going to get my cook to rustle up some bruschetta, antipasti meats, olives
and maybe a light white wine to wash it down with.”
    “No, that all sounds really lovely.” 
    Checking the
mirrors, he reversed out of the parking space and headed off towards the
villa. 
    “So is your drawing just a hobby or have you shown your
works at a gallery?”  Indi enquired after a few minutes of silence as they made
their way out of Siracusa and towards Plemmirio Nature Reserve where the villas
were located.   She
was aware