Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 265(@200wpm)___ 212(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
“Could I? I’d love that.”
“The kitchen delivers them to the front desk, and I send them down. Come with me, and you can take them.”
Ten minutes later, Isla held the sack of what she supposed were sandwiches. She impulsively hugged the sweet woman at the desk and was squeezed tightly in response. “Thank you so much, Sadie.”
“You’re welcome. Go chat with Caesar. Then, stop by and pick up a packet of excursions. His day off is the day after tomorrow. You’ll want something to do tomorrow while you wait to spend time with him.”
“Smart. See you in a few,” Isla said before heading out the door toward the dock.
Almost skipping with happiness down the path, the thought floated through her mind that it didn’t seem like she’d just met Caesar the previous day. A group of tourists passed her, chattering about all they’d seen and how fun it had been. She walked around a curve and saw the two men cleaning wetsuits. Both men had peeled themselves out of the tops of their protective gear. Caesar’s muscular back made her mouth water. He’s so hot.
“Anyone hungry?” she called, raising the bag to show them she came with goodies.
“Isla!” Caesar shouted before jogging toward her to sweep her up in his arms.
“Don’t squish the sandwiches,” she squeaked as her heart thumped hard at being in his arms.
“Fuck the sandwiches, Little girl,” he growled against her ear before relenting and setting her back on the dock.
Unable to stop her giggles, she slid her hand into his and tugged him back to where the other man still worked. “Hi, Jack! I ate lunch with Sadie, and she let me bring you all lunch. The morning dive group looked happy as I passed them.”
“Hi, Isla. Thanks for bringing sandwiches. Mind if I eat first and finish this in a few, boss?” Jack asked.
“It’s a good idea,” Caesar agreed.
When Jack disappeared with his choice, Isla said, “He’s not leaving because of me, is he?”
“No. He spends every lunch on the phone. Thanks for coming to keep me company. Are you still hungry?”
“No way. Eat. I know you are after being out on the water. Was it a good group?”
“Not as amazing as the one I had yesterday,” Caesar assured her. “I have a day off coming up. Want to spend it with me?”
“I’d love that. When can we look at the map? I don’t want to hijack your day off, but maybe we could check it out?” Isla proposed, watching his face to see how he reacted.
“That was exactly going to be my suggestion. Did you and Sadie have fun together?”
“We did. I like her a lot. She’s going to show me all the activities to choose from tomorrow while I’m waiting for you to have a day off.”
“So, you already investigated my schedule,” he said with a grin.
“I didn’t really investigate it. Sadie shared that you were off the day after tomorrow. I wouldn’t have suggested anything unless you said something,” Isla assured him.
“Little Fish. Every spare minute I have is yours.”
“Is that my nickname now?” she asked, tilting her head to look at him quizzically.
“You probably would rather I don’t call you, Little girl, in front of everyone,” he suggested.
“I like it. Water brought us together, so it seems appropriate. Can I be a fierce shark fish?”
“You can be anything you wish, Little girl,” he said fondly.
Caesar scooted back and scooped Isla from the bench she sat on. Plopping her on his lap, he held her securely with one arm wrapped around her waist. His free hand cupped her face and tilted it up as he leaned forward to kiss her.
Without even thinking about it, Isla wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed herself against his hard frame as she eagerly met his kiss. Instant heat flared between them as his lips explored hers. She loved how he tasted her as if she were the sweetest treat.
When he leaned away, Caesar shook his head. “You are addictive, Little girl.”
She grinned, happy he thought so. Isla decided to enjoy every moment with the powerful man. Her Daddy.
“I like whatever that thought was,” he said, watching her face.
“You would have, Daddy,” she said, trying that name out.
Scorching kisses and sweet words rewarded her. She clung to his body, enjoying every exciting exchange. Heat gathered inside her, making her want him more than anyone she’d ever desired.
The racket she suspected was deliberate before Jack reappeared, made Caesar set her back on her bench and pick up his sandwich as if they were only chatting. His assistant’s gaze danced with laughter as he got back to work. Isla didn’t feel a bit self-conscious. Being with Caesar felt right.
“I better get out of here and let you get back to work. Unless you want some help?” she offered.