“I’ll drive you to the hotel. It’ll only take five minutes on the road. It’ll take you fifteen up the cliff steps. They might still be slippery from the earlier downpour.” He pictured the dark wooden steps, with their cracks full of sand and wildflowers growing out of them at the edges.
“That’s so kind, Will, thank you.”
He followed her through the kitchen and watched her pick up her cell phone. They went quietly to the hall where she retrieved her beach bag.
Will opened a drawer in the hall table and took out a set of car keys. He picked up the door key from the top. Without a shirt or shoes, he walked to the Jeep and helped Holly into it.
Before he started the car engine, he looked across at her. Desperation to see her again, tell her he felt something for her, forced a sigh.
She looked at him and Will was certain there was longing in her expression.
When they were on the road to the hotel, he spoke. “I’ll look out for you on the beach tomorrow. Holly, is there any chance I can see you again? Could we have lunch, or just coffee, or something? I’d like to see you. You can reach me at the Surf and Sail shop. I’d offer my number, but…” He waited for her answer, hopefully.
“I’ll find you there, soon.” She sounded happy.
It lifted his heart, and he let out a breath, unaware he’d been holding it until then. Relief flooded him and he grinned as he drove through the hotel gates and stopped by the fountain to let Holly out.
She turned to him and kissed him by the side of his mouth.
He caught her head and kissed her lips.
When she’d gone, he drove around the fountain and out to the road.
About the author
Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.