Chapter 12

Climbing out of the pool, he went back to Sarah and gently touched her shoulder to wake her. Immediately, Mac's training had her awake and alert.

"Sarah, it's just me, and I'm going to tie your suit so we can go back to our room. Our reservations for dinner are in about an hour and a half, I wanted to give us plenty of time to get ready."

"All right, dear. Did I burn?" asked Sarah rising.

"No, Darlin', but you'll need to roast the other side to even it out tomorrow," grinned AJ. He offered her her robe and he quickly pulled his on. They headed back to their room.

"Do you want to flip for who gets the bathroom first?" Sarah calmly asked as she took off her robe.

"Ladies first," replied AJ, as he turned his back to her, going to lie down on the bed.

"Yes, but just thinking that in case you do need a crowbar to get out of that suit, Mr. Goodwrench may close soon," giggled Sarah.

AJ picked up a box of Kleenex and tossed it at Sarah, missing her by a mile, which was his intent. "Go and get dressed, Darlin', let me worry about getting out of my suit. We don't want to be late unless you're not hungry?" AJ raised an eyebrow and looked at Sarah.

Just then Sarah's stomach growled. Laughing, she said, "You win! Sometimes, I think you know me too well." Grabbing her evening gown and makeup case, she headed to the bathroom.

"No, Sarah, not nearly as well as I wished I did," sighed AJ.

Her usual eleven minutes to shower, dress and do her hair was just not enough to do the gown, and the man she would share the evening with, justice. So she spent her normal six minutes in the shower, but took extra time over her makeup and hair before applying the perfume AJ had picked out for her. She put it on her pulse points, and in a wild moment of hope she dabbed one drop on her mound right above her clit. Then she did her hair and put on her jewelry.

Lying with his lands clasped behind his head, AJ was taken by surprise when the bathroom door opened. There stood Sarah, dressed only in a towel, and smiling. "I forgot my shoes, but my don't you look comfortable. Well, except for the itty-bitty swimsuit. Sweetheart, why don't you let me help you remove it?"

"Sarah! What's come over you?" asked a shocked AJ.

"Nothing, sweetheart, just playing the role," she smiled, dropping the towel.

'Good Lord, but she is magnificent!' thought AJ, as his eyes swept over her hungrily. What they had missed today was definitely visible now, and he knew she could see his growing erection.

"Sarah, there's no one to see us in our room, so I'm afraid the regulations are back in effect," he said rising up on his elbows.

"Yes, but what about the bugs, they could have planted while we were out of the room?" she whispered, heading slowly to the bed.

"Sarah, I'm pretty sure Clay swept the room for bugs and has been watching it since," answered a frustrated AJ as he sat straight up on the bed.

"Are you sure, sweetheart?" she smiled pushing him back on the bed. Then slowly crawling up the length of his body with desire for him in her eyes. She planted a passionate kiss on his lips, a kiss like he had so often dreamed of tasting. Sarah was everything he knew she would be as she returned each kiss just as passionately as the one before.

Pulling away, with desire-filled eyes she looked down, "Sweetheart, one of us is overdressed." Moving down his body, she inched his suit off as he lifted his hips. "See, isn't that much better, my love?"

"Yes, Sarah, now come to me," whispered AJ.

To be continued….