Page 51 of My Turkish Fling
“Oh, Emir.” Her eyes filled with compassion, and she sunk her fingers into my hair and massaged my scalp. “I didn’t massage you last night. That was our agreement. I’m so sorry.”
I wanted to tell her I wasn’t in any pain, but her touch released a sweet sensation, flowing like liquid down my spine, paralyzing my tongue. I wanted to stay right here, forever.
“It’s okay, Janie.” I finally closed my hand around her wrist, holding it down. “You haven’t broken our agreement.”
“I have,” she insisted. “When I checked on Molly yesterday, her eye looked so much better. And I saw you cleaned the stables, too. And my veggie garden looks amazing. Have you been weeding it?”
“I have a lot of time on my hands,” I said evasively. “But itdoesn’t mean you owe me anything.”
“But I promised to massage you! And yesterday…” Her eyes darkened.
“Yesterday was a shit show, that somehow turned into the best day of my life.” I leaned in to kiss her. “That’s the part I want to focus on.”
“What time is it?” She lifted her head to peer over my shoulder.
I reached for my phone she was eyeing on the bedside table and raised it to check the time. “Eight thirty. What time is that drone shoot?”
“We’re meeting Gus by the harbor at 3pm. But Aria and Cem are coming to work on the decorations. Or I think Aria is on that and Cem is…”
“Annoying me full-time,” I finished.
She giggled into my chest, then her voice turned serious. “Do you think they’ll notice there’s something between us? Should we tell them?”
“Why wouldn’t we?”
“I don’t know. Because it’s so new?”
“But what if I can’t hide it?” I asked.
My brother would probably take one look at my face and call it.
“Then I guess we have no choice.”
“It might be good to have them on our side,” As much as my brother annoyed me, I needed him onboard. This was going to be a hard sell for my parents.
She bit her lip, her eyes peering at me from behind the strands of hair. “Okay, maybe.”
“So, what time are they coming?”
“At around ten.”
“Which means we have time for…”
“What did you have in mind?”
My gaze fell on her breasts, peeking from underneath the blanket, and I pulled it a little lower, watching her cheeks color and eyes crinkle with a smile. I was already hard, having woken up that way, and more blood rushed in to complete the job. “You’ve taken over my mind, Janie. I dreamed about you.”
Tears sprung to her eyes, making her smile sparkle. “I was worried you’d be too hard on yourself for failing your own standards… I mean, you had it all figured out and you decided we shouldn’t get involved. Your logic was flawless.” She gave a sad chuckle. “I was worried you’d wake up and regret this.”
A smile spread across my face, effortlessly, and I let it. I dropped the phone back on the table and turned my attention on her, enjoying the way her face lit up in response. I’d never get tired of her smile. “I was relying on logic for years but look where it got me. I was in pain. I was miserable. Now I feel… good. How could I regret that? I tend to expect a lot from myself, but I’m human. We make mistakes…” Her eyes flooded with worry, and I instantly regretted my word choice. “Not this!Thisis not the mistake. I meant what I said last night. Let’s make this work.”
A shadow of fear crossed her face, and I held my breath. Would she accept my change of mind? Would she give us a fighting chance?
“Emir. I can’t see that far ahead. But I want you right now.Please?” Her apologetic voice turned breathy, and she leaned closer, placing her lips on mine. I didn’t need another invitation. I’d stay and love her, for as long as she’d let me. I knew better than to freak her out with confessions she wasn’t ready for, but deep in my heart, I knew what I felt. Something that hadn’t happened in years, something that I thought would maybe never happen again, had come over me like a meteor shower, changing the color of the sky. There was no room for anything else on my mind as I put my hands on her warm skin and my tongue surged to meet hers.
She shuffled closer, skin to skin. The way we fit together left no room for anything and it gave me hope. We kissed like it was Sunday, with nothing else on the agenda, lost in the moment. Nothing felt familiar, even my own body or face. I’d become unrecognizable to myself, but I was willing to overlook anything to stay in that bubble with her.
Janie, out of control, was better than anything I could have captured with my camera. The halo of morning sun in her hair, eyes rolling back, mouth ajar. Her body was controlling mine, commanding every cell.
