The Complete Red-Hot And Historical Collection. Kelly Hunter

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      ‘That’s it? Come on—I’m sure a lot more happened in eight years.’ She dropped down next to him, resisting the desire to ease against him as he automatically slung his arm along the back of her seat.

      ‘There was a girl.’

      ‘Just one?’ she teased, hating herself for the clutch of jealousy deep in her chest.

      His eyes darkened, the pale green glowing in the dimming light. ‘One relationship. It didn’t end well and I don’t have any desire to revisit the experience.’

      ‘Why did you break up?’ Colour her curious, but she’d never known Brodie to have a relationship with anyone. Unless you called repeated booty calls a relationship.

      ‘It was a combination of things.’ He shook his head, tilting his gaze up to the darkening sky. ‘I was away a lot with work. I had my family to look after. She needed a lot of attention. Nothing more than incompatibility, pure and simple.’

      ‘You always struck me as the attentive type.’

      ‘No one is that attentive. She wanted us to be joined at the hip.’ His voice tightened. ‘I don’t do inseparability. I need my space—the open waters and all that.’

      ‘How did you meet?’

      ‘She was a friend.’ His mouth twisted into a grimace. ‘I met her at university but we didn’t get together until after I dropped out.’

      ‘I guess she’s not a friend any more?’

      ‘No.’

      ‘Sounds like you made the right call.’

      ‘The right call would have been not going there in the first place.’ Brodie sighed. ‘Some people aren’t cut out for relationships.’

      It sounded like a warning. Not that she needed it. She had no intention of getting sucked into Brodie’s sex vortex the way other girls did. She knew he was a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy… It was why she’d stayed away from him in the first place.

      But she didn’t exactly want a relationship right now either. Didn’t that make them perfectly compatible for one night?

      Heart thudding against her rib cage, she took a long swig of her champagne. Brodie’s arm moved from the seat to her shoulders and his intoxicating coconut-and-sea-air smell made her mouth water.

      Would it be so bad to have a little ‘no-strings tension-reliever’, as he’d called it? Surely she could afford to be unfocused for one day… just a night, really. Not even a whole day.

      She was only working at the crappy bar tomorrow, so it wasn’t as if she needed to be on her A-game. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt. But could she walk away after a single night? Weeping Reef had taught her that Brodie’s powers of seduction were second to none. What if he wanted more and she couldn’t say no? The last thing she needed was to get sucked into a situation where she had another man trying to overpower her, trying to control her decisions.

      She couldn’t let that happen.

      ‘What about you? Was it all about the dancing after you left?’

      ‘I stayed a while longer on the resort, actually.’

      After watching the Weeping Reef friendships disintegrate she’d wanted to flee. But dance school wouldn’t pay for itself and she’d refused to ask her mother for anything else. It had been her time to prove what she was made of. Prove how determined she was.

      ‘But it wasn’t the same.’

      ‘We had a great year together, didn’t we?’

      ‘We did.’

      ‘I couldn’t keep my eyes off you.’ His voice was low, rough.

      Chantal turned and his arm tightened around her. Her fingers ached to touch him. The now inky sky glittered with city lights. Magical. Surreal. He leant forward, his eyes drinking in every detail.

      ‘Perv,’ she said.

      Her shaky laugh failed to diffuse the tension.

      ‘I was so jealous of Scott. He had you to himself night after night.’

      She tried to shrug his arm away but he held tight. ‘And you had every other girl on the resort.’

      ‘None of them compared to you, Chantal.’ He brushed his lips against her temple, the soft kiss sending electric sensations through her. ‘They didn’t even come close.’

      ‘Why didn’t you say anything?’

      She asked it so quietly that she couldn’t be sure he’d heard it. Not till his pupils flared and his breath came in short bursts did she dare think about that night. About that dance.

      ‘It was wrong being so attracted to you when you were Scott’s girl.’ Brodie shook his head, blond hair falling about his face.

      ‘Is that why you left?’ She reached up and brushed the strands out of his eyes.

      His hand caught her wrist, turning it so he could press his lips to the tender skin on the inside. ‘Of course it’s why I left.’

      Breathing was a struggle. Thinking was… impossible. Kissing him was all she could focus on.

      ‘You were everything. All I could think about… all I could dream about.’ He drew her arm around his neck and leaned in, lips at her ear. ‘All I could fantasise about.’

      Each word nudged her body temperature higher. Her hand curled in the length of his hair, gripping, tugging. Resisting.

      ‘Brodie…’

      ‘I’ve wanted you from the second I saw you at that resort. You were dancing. I’d never seen anyone move like that before.’

      ‘We shouldn’t do this…’ Should we?

      His eyes were engulfed by the onyx of his pupils. ‘Stay with me tonight.’

      ‘I am staying here.’

      ‘Stay with me. In my bed.’

      ‘Brodie…’ His name was a warning on her lips, but temptation spiralled out of control. Where was her resolve? Her focus?

      ‘Just for tonight. Then tomorrow we can pretend it never happened.’

      He stood and turned, waving to the rest of the Weeping Reef gang as they approached the yacht.

      Chantal hadn’t heard them. But with Brodie about to kiss her, a bomb might have been dropped and she wouldn’t have noticed a damn thing.

      ‘You two looked pretty cosy before,’ Scott said.

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