A Sailor’s Delight
Lee Santiago went from one mistake to the next. When a friend dies, exposing his mortality all too well Lee’s family steps in to force him to make something of himself. He can’t be a party boy all his life and if he wants to sign his life away, it will be on the dotted line. He doesn’t even have time to say goodbye. Anyway it was only a drunken one night stand.
Isabelle was always the good girl. Until that night. When the man she’d always worshiped finally noticed her. She couldn’t say no. She’s heartsick to find out he doesn’t remember it. Isabelle’s life crashes around her when the results are in. The truth comes out and she has nowhere to turn. She looks for Lee, but he’s gone.
Will he be man enough to step up and face the consequences when he learns the truth?
“I’ve never seen you at a party before. I thought you were a good little girl.” His teasing voice sent thrills throughout her body.
“Today’s my birthday.” Isabelle snuggled closer to him. His body seemed to surround hers.
“So, does that make you legal today?”
Isabelle nodded vigorously then groaned. Her head swam from the movement. Maybe, just maybe she’d had a bit much to drink. Lee would take care of her though. He’d promised.
“But not legal for drinking yet.”
Isabelle pouted then sniffed.
“So what? Most of the people here aren’t twenty-one.”
“Doesn’t make it right.”
Isabelle craned her head around to look at him. Surprised at the hard note in his voice.
“But you’ve been drinking since you were in high school.”
“Again, doesn’t make it right. So, you decided to cut loose now that you’re an adult?”
The small smirk at the side of his mouth fascinated her. Somehow the tip of her finger made its way there. His lips were strong but soft, warm against the softness of her finger. The scruff around his mouth prickled her finger as he rubbed his face against it.
“Don’t play with fire, little girl.” He nipped the tip of her finger as he winked at her, sending a zing through her body.
Isabelle giggled. Normally she thought herself out of Lee’s league, but tonight that didn’t bother her in the least. She’d had too many jello shots to care. Snuggled in his arms, his hands on her affected her more than any bit of alcohol could. Combining them gave her a warm glow.
Isabelle wiggled, the trail of his fingertips tickling her neck and circling her ear. She could feel her nipples tightening, glad for her push up bra. It made her boobs look fabulous, but was thick enough to hide her body’s reaction.
Lee chuckled in her ear, sending warmth pooling low in her belly. Isabelle caught her breath as he trailed his finger down her breast unerringly circling her nipple.
“Cat got your tongue, little girl?”