moment to prove it. “What are you
doing?”
Wow. Way to ruin a
moment.
“I’m holding
your hand. It’s this little gesture that affords me the opportunity to touch
you when otherwise you would run for the hills.”
Well, ok then.
The feel of his
fingers beneath hers was making her dizzy, so she let him lead her through the
back door, onto the patio overlooking a stunning pool. The water glowed with
alternating colors while a sound system played something jazzy from overhead.
The weather couldn’t have been better for so early in the year, the air cool,
yet not cold. All combined, it was nice.
With Alex holding
her hand, Ashleigh feared he would realize her palms were starting to sweat
because his hand was hot enough to melt her insides and not because she was
nervous. Ok, maybe a little nervous.
When they
stopped at the edge of the pool, Alex sat on the stone ledge surrounding the
hot tub, easily pulling Ashleigh down beside him.
“How’s the book
coming?”
Instinct had her
tensing, immediately wondering which book he was referring to. There was no
possible way he knew she was Ashton Leigh...
Going on that
assumption, she answered, “I’m up to my eyeballs in fairy dust.”
Alex’s chuckle
reverberated through her, rebounding off each and every molecule and making her
insides dance with pleasure. Even his laugh turned her on.
“Fairy dust,
huh? Does this one end with the princess taming the prince?”
“Well, of course
not.” Ashleigh said, trying to sound stern. “Don’t you know there’s no way to
tame a prince? Unless of course you turn him into a frog, which I haven’t done.
So, no, my prince is actually a horse, who, as it turns out, is best friends
with a barn owl.”
Alex’s shocked
stare made Ashleigh laugh. “What? Do you have a fear of farm animals?”
“Not that I know
of.” Alex recovered easily. “That stuff really excites you?”
Ashleigh wasn’t
going to tell him that she managed to publish the children’s books because her
agent was a hard ass, and since the books were popular, she was hard pressed
not to keep going. But the others she wrote… well, those were what she spent
most of her time on.
“I enjoy what I
do.” She said honestly. “I work for myself … mostly. And I get to meet so many
incredible people along the way.”
Alex seemed to
contemplate her statement for a moment. “So, what do you do in your spare time?
Or do you have any?”
Grateful for the
change of subject, Ashleigh glanced out over the pool, watching the glowing
water ripple gently in the crisp evening breeze. Sitting here with Alex was
nice. She couldn’t say relaxing because she was too overheated to relax, but
his presence did afford her a sliver of comfort.
“I have spare
time. On occasion.” Whenever she took a break which wasn’t all that often, she
thought. “I like to run on those days when I can get away for a bit. Or, I
check off one of the items on my I haven’t done this yet list.”
Alex cleared his
throat, causing Ashleigh to look at him. The heat in those emerald eyes was
palpable.
“What types of
things?” Alex’s voice sounded strained, and the way his eyes darted down to her
lips had Ashleigh’s stomach tightening.
“Horseback
riding is one of them. I’ve never done it, so I figure it’s something I should
at least try. Skiing. Possibly riding a four wheeler. Those types of things.”
She wouldn’t mention the other items on her list that were for her eyes only,
like skinny dipping, or having sex in a public place. Or having sex period.
Ashleigh fought
the urge to fidget. She often wondered whether her secret list would have more
interesting things on it if she had, in fact, ever had sex. Hell, she came up
with some astronomical scenes, some she hardly believed would ever happen. At
times, she could almost picture herself in those scenes. Not that she
would share that with Alex.
Nor would she
tell him that she was Ashton Leigh. No reason to give him