Dangerous thinking for a man who’d agreed to a fling. If he didn’t feel so desperate and edgy, the whole situation of role reversal would be funny. But from where he stood, it wasn’t a laughing matter. He had less than two days to convince Carly they were good together and should pursue their relationship past the weekend deadline. If they returned to Sydney before he could convince her it would be more difficult with work in the way.
He was a good catch so it shouldn’t be a tough sell. He knew they were compatible in the work environment, they’d proved the bedroom wasn’t a problem and they’d just enjoyed a meal with great conversation. The only sour note being his constant apologies, but he’d stop that now. Bringing up negative points wouldn’t help his campaign to win her over to his way of thinking. No, what he had to do was highlight the positives and that meant in and out of the bedroom.
“Hey, how about we go check out some of the sights? Singapore has a lot to offer and we’ve been stuck in the suite for most of the week. We could go play tourist for a few hours.”
Carly looked up, eyes wide. “You want to go out?”
“Sure, we could go down to the Quay area and see what’s on offer, maybe grab a drink in a riverside bar.” He held his breath and waited for her answer.
“Okay.” She shrugged a bare shoulder. “If that’s what you want.”
“Let’s go then.” He jumped out of bed and picked up the tray of leftover food to take to the dining area.
“Not sure how the Singaporean’s are going to cope with a couple of naked people walking around but I’m game if you are.”
Saxon looked back to see Carly climb out of bed, her glorious body in full view. “Naked people?”
Her mouth tipped at one edge and her eyes twinkled with mischief. “Yeah. Well you did say no clothes for the rest of the weekend.”
He had said that. But that was before he’d made up his mind to win her over in more than the bedroom. And staring at that gorgeous, naked body now had him thinking of all the things inside the bedroom he could be doing. Too bad he had a goal and a plan. The plan couldn’t fail because he was beginning to think he’d do anything to attain the goal.
“The rule of no clothes still applies in here but I’m not into sharing my goodies so you’ll be more than covered up when we venture out.” He turned and walked out of the room. He put the tray on the table as Carly breezed past him and headed for her room. “Oh, and Carly, make sure you’re well covered. I won’t be happy if you flaunt yourself and you’ve already got one punishment coming your way for your earlier infringements.”
Her steps faltered but she didn’t stop or turn around. She walked through the door and closed it behind her, that cute ass jiggling the whole way. Saxon couldn’t wait to see those round cheeks red from his hand after he’d given her a good spanking. The flush that covered her body told him she was as excited about the idea as him.
He went back to his room, thought about grabbing a shower but preferred to keep the smell of Carly and great sex clinging to his skin for now. The scent would remind him of what they’d done and what they would do once they got back to the room. He dug into his suitcase and grabbed clean jeans and a shirt. No point worrying about underwear; he only planned to be dressed for a couple of hours and it wasn’t like he’d never gone commando before.
Saxon left his room to find Carly. Amazed to see her already waiting for him at the door, he stopped and took in her outfit. The denim skirt hugged her curves tight and came to mid thigh. Definitely not a mini-skirt but it showcased those amazing legs just as well. She wore flip-flops that sparkled in the light and the form-fitting pink top concealed more than it revealed but still managed to tempt a man to thoughts of ripping the garment off. Barely a hint of cleavage showed and it was probably Saxon’s firsthand knowledge of what lay beneath all those clothes that made him wishing he hadn’t suggested this outing.
“Does this meet with your approval?” Carly turned in a slow circle, giving him plenty of time to take in her denim-covered ass.
Damn. She could tempt a saint to sin.
Saxon swallowed through his constricted throat and told his dick to stand down. It didn’t do any good, the woman had his mind and body all tied in knots and there was little he could do but go along for the ride. She had him hook, line and sinker and didn’t have a clue. If they didn’t get out of here soon they were never leaving.
“I’m beginning to think you could make a sack look good. Let’s go.” As compliments went, it sucked but he had to get her out of the room before he lost control and stripped her bare. He strode forward, opened the door for her to precede him.