Chapter 7
CHAPTER 7
Ben
“You shouldn’t have kissed her.”
“You shouldn’t have interrupted me when I was kissing her.” I glared at David.
He’d walked into the hall and called out my name at the most inopportune time. I had Pilar against the wall, my lips on hers, one hand on the side of her face, the other cupping her ass, and fucking David had ruined the moment. I’d taken her home and tossed and turned all night, wondering what could have been and giving myself time to just let it be and let her go.
“I’m doing you a favor, Ben. You don’t want the media attention this girl will bring.”
“What if I do? What if I told you I don’t care anymore?”
“Don’t you?” He let out a sarcastic laugh. “I know you, and I’m telling you it’s a mistake.”
Deep down, I knew he was right, but the fact of the matter was that Pilar was four villas down from mine, and I was in my bedroom with a man I did not care to be having a conversation with right now. Especially at this hour. I hadn’t even had any coffee yet.
I shot him a look. “Well, then, you did your job. Congratulations. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get ready for my run.”
“Fine. I’ll pick you up at three for your press conference.” With that, he walked out.
After throwing on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, I walked out of my room, locked the door behind me, and started running. I wondered what Pilar was up to. Would she still be sleeping? God, what I wouldn’t give to sneak into her room and wake her up with my tongue. I shook the thought away and focused on my breathing, trying not to think about the way she felt beneath me. Attempting to keep from summoning the image of what she would look like naked. What it would feel like to bury my cock inside her. My mind was filled with the vision regardless of how hard I tried to push it away. When I stopped for air, I realized I was standing in front of her villa.
Yanking out my earbuds, I let out a heavy exhale, pacing in front of the building. I had no business being here. I was sweating, and the only thing I seemed to want to do was get her sweaty with me. I shut my eyes and pushed my hair off my forehead, still breathing heavily, trying to get myself to just run the last few steps I needed to return to my villa. According to my watch, I’d run six miles up and down the strip, and somehow, I’d still ended up here.
The back door opened. I turned my attention to Pilar, who stood wearing a stringy, powder-blue bikini I could have only thought up in my wildest dreams. Her skin was golden as the sun beamed down, but I could see a milky white triangle from her previous suit, which had covered slightly more than this one. Tan lines weren’t something I’d ever fully appreciated until this moment. Now, the only thing I could think about was yanking off her top and exploring her.