Page 62 of Two of a Kind

Chapter Thirty-Seven

“This is amazing,” Kaylacommented, lying naked beside Spencer. The sky was dark, the gently lapping waves reflecting the moonlight.

The two of them were sprawled out on the private deck of the overwater bungalow, having taken the edge off their mutual lust. Kayla didn’t think she would ever get enough of Spencer’s creative and extremely satisfying lovemaking, but after several hours, she was temporarily content.

“Thanks,” he told her, looking genuinely pleased. “I stayed in one in Bora Bora once, and I’ve never forgotten it. This is just a prototype. It still needs some tweaks, but I’m hoping to build a few more and make it a viable option in the next year or so.”

She stretched out languidly, turning onto her side to look at him. He was a good-looking man under normal circumstances, but relaxed and sex-tousled in the silvery moonlight, he was gorgeous.

A strange and wonderful warmth coursed through her, and this time, it had nothing to do with lust.

“You’re pretty smart for a Du-mas,” she told him softly.

His expression grew almost tender. “I’m not that smart. I walked away from you.”

“Hey now, I walked away first.”

“That’s true; you did,” he agreed with a quirk of his lips. “But you’re here now.” Spencer turned onto his side, too, facing her. “Did you really give up everything?”

“Yes, but it wasn’t all that much. It wasn’t like I walked away from a CEO position at a Fortune 500 company and a family who has more money than the GNP of some small countries. Why did you do that?”

“The same reason you did, I imagine. I wasn’t happy. I wanted something more.”

“And now?”

He leaned over until his lips hovered just above hers. “And now,” he whispered, “I have everything.”

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