view of my breasts .
I noticed Colin pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes each time I bent over . By the time I slipped on the dress, the bulge in front of his pants had gotten much more prominent, and he breathed a sigh of relief when I was fully dressed.
"You'll pay for that later," he growled, and I laughed innocently, as if I had no idea what he meant.
I let him lead me downstairs, and we waited in the sitting room till Sir Donald arrived.
He shook Colin's hand and embraced me warmly. "I'm sorry to drop in like this," he said, "But things with Roger didn't work out and it made me understand that I should be more careful about choosing who I work with."
"That's quite alright, Don," said Colin smoothly, "Lisa and I are happy to have you over for dinner."
I smiled in agreement, and we walked up to the dining room, and let Sheila serve us a delicious meal of home-cooked steaks and Waldorf salad .
After dinner, we gave Don a tour of the house. I let Colin do all the talking while I tried my best to hide the fact that this was the first day I was seeing the house, too. The crooked picture in the bedroom and my work clothes strewn over the back of a chair gave the impression that I'd been living here for a while, and I breathed a sigh of relief when the tour was over and we all headed down to the dining area again.
Colin poured us some lovely decaf, and I sipped the strong brew and let my mind wander off as he and Don began to talk about work. They discussed budgets, plans and architects and I felt a sense of warmth as I understood that Colin would be officially taking on the project from next week.
"I'm assuming Lisa will do the interior design for the resort?" Don asked, and I was jolted out of my day dream about me and Colin.
"Yes, of course," said Colin, "Right, Lisa?"
"Yes," I agreed, suddenly realizing that I'd be doing more serious work soon . I couldn't help but feel excited, but I wondered how it would affect things with Colin.
Chapter Eight
"You two are very obviously in love," said Sir Donald, before he said goodbye and left us alone.
Sheila went home for the night, and Colin took me back upstairs to his bedroom. He had a serious look on his face, and I wondered if I should go home for the night, now that my job was done.
"Don't even think of it," he said when I brought up leaving for the night. "I still have to punish you for the way you tortured me earlier."
I blushed and was about to protest when Colin interrupted me.
"Lisa," he said, "I realized something on Manchala when you told me you wanted to leave."
"I'm really sorry about that, Colin, I didn't realize - "
"No, let me finish. When you wanted to go away, it suddenly hit me that I didn't want you to leave. I mean, not just for the work stuff, but just… I don't want you to leave me , ever . People close to me have been leaving me alone all my life, first my mother, then my foster parents. I don't want you to leave me. I tried to deny it when we were in Manchala , but this week, being alone and without you just drove me nuts. You're kind, beautiful and honest, you're the only girl I trust and I'm addicted to you. I need you around me , the way I need air to breathe . I love you, Lisa."
I stared at him, the words flooding through my head. He loved me. Was this another dream or fantasy? But Colin was staring at me, his jade eyes intent and watchful and he was waiting for me to say something.
It finally got through to me that this was actually happening, it wasn't just something I imagined. I felt myself drowning, as reality sunk in.
"I love you, too, Colin," I managed to choke out. "I think I always have, I just didn't trust you enough to believe it."
I let Colin hug me tight and he kissed me softly.
He pulled away and looked at me and I felt myself sinking in to his deep eyes.
"That's good to know," he said, "But it's really not
I noticed Colin pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes each time I bent over . By the time I slipped on the dress, the bulge in front of his pants had gotten much more prominent, and he breathed a sigh of relief when I was fully dressed.
"You'll pay for that later," he growled, and I laughed innocently, as if I had no idea what he meant.
I let him lead me downstairs, and we waited in the sitting room till Sir Donald arrived.
He shook Colin's hand and embraced me warmly. "I'm sorry to drop in like this," he said, "But things with Roger didn't work out and it made me understand that I should be more careful about choosing who I work with."
"That's quite alright, Don," said Colin smoothly, "Lisa and I are happy to have you over for dinner."
I smiled in agreement, and we walked up to the dining room, and let Sheila serve us a delicious meal of home-cooked steaks and Waldorf salad .
After dinner, we gave Don a tour of the house. I let Colin do all the talking while I tried my best to hide the fact that this was the first day I was seeing the house, too. The crooked picture in the bedroom and my work clothes strewn over the back of a chair gave the impression that I'd been living here for a while, and I breathed a sigh of relief when the tour was over and we all headed down to the dining area again.
Colin poured us some lovely decaf, and I sipped the strong brew and let my mind wander off as he and Don began to talk about work. They discussed budgets, plans and architects and I felt a sense of warmth as I understood that Colin would be officially taking on the project from next week.
"I'm assuming Lisa will do the interior design for the resort?" Don asked, and I was jolted out of my day dream about me and Colin.
"Yes, of course," said Colin, "Right, Lisa?"
"Yes," I agreed, suddenly realizing that I'd be doing more serious work soon . I couldn't help but feel excited, but I wondered how it would affect things with Colin.
Chapter Eight
"You two are very obviously in love," said Sir Donald, before he said goodbye and left us alone.
Sheila went home for the night, and Colin took me back upstairs to his bedroom. He had a serious look on his face, and I wondered if I should go home for the night, now that my job was done.
"Don't even think of it," he said when I brought up leaving for the night. "I still have to punish you for the way you tortured me earlier."
I blushed and was about to protest when Colin interrupted me.
"Lisa," he said, "I realized something on Manchala when you told me you wanted to leave."
"I'm really sorry about that, Colin, I didn't realize - "
"No, let me finish. When you wanted to go away, it suddenly hit me that I didn't want you to leave. I mean, not just for the work stuff, but just… I don't want you to leave me , ever . People close to me have been leaving me alone all my life, first my mother, then my foster parents. I don't want you to leave me. I tried to deny it when we were in Manchala , but this week, being alone and without you just drove me nuts. You're kind, beautiful and honest, you're the only girl I trust and I'm addicted to you. I need you around me , the way I need air to breathe . I love you, Lisa."
I stared at him, the words flooding through my head. He loved me. Was this another dream or fantasy? But Colin was staring at me, his jade eyes intent and watchful and he was waiting for me to say something.
It finally got through to me that this was actually happening, it wasn't just something I imagined. I felt myself drowning, as reality sunk in.
"I love you, too, Colin," I managed to choke out. "I think I always have, I just didn't trust you enough to believe it."
I let Colin hug me tight and he kissed me softly.
He pulled away and looked at me and I felt myself sinking in to his deep eyes.
"That's good to know," he said, "But it's really not
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