Foreign Affair by Shelli Stevens Page B

shower alone, did you?” He raised his arms over his head and stretched.
    Her gaze drifted over his hard abdomen and broad shoulders. The image of that body wet in the shower sent heat straight between her legs. She swallowed hard.
    “Hmm. I guess showering together could be fun.”
    “Lena, you have no idea.” He scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom.
     
     
    Lena languished around the hotel room, spending the alone time watching television shows in a language she couldn’t understand. At one point she called the airlines to change her plane ticket so she could fly out in the morning.
    Two hours passed before Tyler returned as promised and took them out for a late breakfast.
    They sat in a café and drank espresso, looking out at the rain falling soft on the quiet streets of Amsterdam. The only other people in the café were a couple speaking in soft tones who would, every once in a while, give a burst of laughter.
    Tyler turned his gaze to her. “I’m so glad you didn’t get on that plane. I hate sightseeing alone.”
    “You’re glad I stayed for the sightseeing?” she teased.
    “Well, and other reasons.” He grinned. “Is this your first time to Europe?”
    Lena nodded and stabbed another bite of pancake before lifting it to her mouth. Keith hadn’t been into traveling, thought it a waste of money. Which was the reason she lived vicariously through the travel boutique.
    Tyler leaned forward and traced the pad of his thumb over her lip. “You had some powdered sugar on your mouth.”
    Feeling bold, she raised an eyebrow and then used her tongue to draw his thumb into her mouth. His eyes darkened, and she met his heated glance with an open invitation. After a moment he pulled his hand away and cleared his throat.
    “So you never did say what made you change your mind.”
    “About?”
    “About sleeping with me.”
    Her sultry smile faded and reality rushed back to meet her.
    Don’t tell him about Keith. Remember your vow . Not to mention it could just make things a little uncomfortable.
    She took a deep breath and shrugged. “Does it really matter? The point is that I did. And now we’re here.”
    “I was just curious.” He took a bite of his own breakfast. “You made it pretty clear yesterday that you had no intention of hooking up with me.”
    “Well, I changed my mind.” Her throat tightened. “But I mean, you got laid. Isn’t that what every guy wants? Especially on vacation?”
    His brows drew together, and she winced. Maybe that had been a little harsh.
    “I’m on business, not vacation. Who turned you into such a cynic?” He took another sip of coffee. “And did it ever occur to you that I’m not like every other guy?”
    “Okay, fine.” She shrugged. “So, you’re going to tell me you weren’t thinking about how to get into my pants the other night?”
    He faltered, and a flush of red appeared at his neck. “Well…I—”
    “And there’s my point.” She sighed. She didn’t want to do this, but it had to be done. Time to lay down the law.
    Putting her hands on his, she leaned forward and met his gaze. “Tyler, maybe I should just let you know exactly what I’m looking for.”
    He shrugged. “Fair enough.”
    “I want to have a great time seeing Amsterdam. I want to spend this time with someone I’m going to have fun with. And I want to keep having some mind - blowing sex.”
    Tyler’s lips curved into a cocky smile. “Mind-blowing, huh?”
    “Yes. And don’t get a big head over that.” She rolled her eyes. “Now let me tell you what I don’t want. I don’t want this to get too personal. Don’t bother telling me what your sign is or if you have a massive family back home, or how many kids you want some day.”
    Tyler’s stare turned thoughtful as she laid out the rules. His lips pursed, and she found her gaze drawn to them. Jeez, he has the sexiest mouth.
    She cleared her throat. “I realize this may sound a bit cold, but I figure the less I know