Page 19 of Secret Match
A clear mind would help right now. Desire heated her veins. “That sounds good. Combining resources makes the end result cheaper.”
“The biggest test will be in design,” he said fast.
Her mind cleared. In mergers people lost jobs though he didn’t have a female shoe division or shoes for men. She turned toward him, now curious about her own future. “How are you going to do that?”
He nodded at her like the deal was imminent but still held her close like he cared. “Caro needs four days to come up with ideas for our first “his and hers” clothing set. I’ll create my own ideas and then we’re going to have a test design meeting in Milan for casual wear. All that’s missing is shoes.”
She gulped and reached for a glass of water on the table. His skin felt warm near her as she asked, “So you’re telling me I have four days to think up some casual shoe designs too?”
He took the glass after she’d had a drink and then circled his arm around her waist. “Just sketches. Once we find commonality and our theme, then we can fine-tune our designs for a launch.”
“That’s a lot of work.” Goosebumps grew on her arms and entire body at his touch.
Goodness, he was sexy.
He tugged her toward him as he said, “The meeting will be in Milan.”
And together they’d see if the things in common might make life together possible. Unlikely, but she’d give this a chance. Her heart beat wildly. “I’m probably crazy—but okay, let me go pack a few things for our trip.”
His hands on her hips possessed her. His voice was deep and rocked her insides when he said, “Don’t bother with clothes. I intend to keep you naked.”
Steam rose despite the cool air from the vents against her skin. She partially closed her eyes. “We’re going to have to leave the house at some point.”
“If you insist; then I’ll have my staff fetch whatever you need.” He claimed her lips as his own.
And that was the truth. She was his, even if she never told him. No one else had ever inspired so much passion.
Chapter 7
Gio had never slept so peacefully on a plane. With Kiwi tucked in his arms, he felt complete and whole. All his life he’d been judged which was why he’d always fought for everything as hard as he had.
He slipped out of their bed quietly without waking her, pulled on a pair of soft 1000 threaded cotton sleep pants, and took a seat opposite the double-sized pod.
Gio reached for his tablet and started to draw free-style in the program. However, instead of working on a men’s business suit, he drew the soft silk coils of Kiwi’s short black hair, her plump, rose-colored mouth, the slender bridge of her nose—but he couldn’t quite capture the peaceful glow she exuded as she slept, smooth, coffee-hued skin wrapped in his ivory sheets.
Would he show her this sketch he’d already committed to memory?
Probably not. The House of Morgan designs were the number one men’s suits in the world because of his hard work. His father, with all his faults, had at least showed him how to run a successful business. Anything other than work, he never showed anyone.
In a few minutes, he’d work on a suit and the lines. Kiwi also designed, so if he shared his work, she might care and see they matched. It might be nice.
He’d just finished his sketch of her profile when she stretched, so he put his tablet away.
Kiwi sat up, naked, and saw him sitting across from her bed. She stretched her arms and let out a small yawn and then turned toward the window where sunlight filtered in. “Where are we?”
“Italy.” He pointed to the tarmac visible from the window. “Get dressed. I want to take you home.”
“That’s it?” She tugged his undershirt he’d worn last night on like she claimed it.
He crawled on the bed and ran his hands up and down her now more curvy body since the last time they’d made love.
Somehow she was even more fabulous with more shine to her thick curls and a beautiful glow to her skin. His body turned on and he licked his lips as he stared down at her. “We can stay here.”
She leaned up to kiss him, but then scooted off the bed. “I want to see your home.”
The words buzzed in his ears. He jumped off the bed, kissed her fast and then let her go.
She walked past him, bare-bottomed with a curvy backside that was absolutely gorgeous, causing his body to harden, though she didn’t seem to notice as she headed into the bathroom.
