“I know what you are thinking,” hesaid, his voice soft and sensual—and closer than she’d expected.
Her eyes popped open to find him hovering over her. She stopped swaying and gazed up at him. How could any one man be so attractive? He was like a fallen angel, with his dark hair and mesmerizing stare.
“No, you don’t,” she replied, her heart thrumming in her breast.
He slipped an arm around her, hauled her closer. “I am thinking of it too.”
Her brain sent the signal to back away, but too late. His other hand grasped one of hers, placed it on the hard muscle of his biceps. Another pull and she was flush against his body.
Breast to belly to hip. His arousal came as a surprise, and her breath broke on a gasp.
“Yes, I want you,” he said.
“But you hate me.”
His easy grin had the power to light the dark corners of her soul. He was so much like the old Alejandro in that moment that it made her ache.
“And you hate me. This does not stop our bodies from desiring one another, sí?”
CHAPTER ONE
“THIS can’t be happening,” Rebecca Layton murmured.
She lifted her stunned gaze to the floor-to-ceiling picture window fronting her Waikiki suite. Of all the times to be away from New York. Palms swayed in the tropical trade winds, danced rhythmically against white-capped turquoise waves. So beautiful and peaceful. A stark contrast to the turmoil raging inside her.
She’d just gotten off the phone with Layton International’s chief financial officer. The news wasn’t good. If she didn’t get back to New York and take control of the situation she could lose everything. Her cell phone rang again and she automatically picked it up. Very few people had her private number, and even fewer would dare disturb her when she was on a business trip.
Unless it was important. And right now Layton International’s vulnerability was nothing short of cataclysmic.
“Yes?” she said as she reached for her planner. She could at least make a few calls while her executive assistant booked their return flight. She would not lose this company her family had built, in spite of the problems her father had left her with when he had died unexpectedly. He’d trusted her to take care of things. She would not fail him.
“Hello, Rebecca.”
Rebecca’s breath sliced into her lungs as her head whipped up. The planner slid from her lap. “Alejandro?”
“You did not expect to hear from me again, no?”
Rebecca closed her eyes, her gut clenching with a mixture of need and sorrow. Five long years since she’d heard that voice speak her name. Once he’d meant everything to her. Now?
Now she couldn’t even begin to sort out how speaking to him made her feel. Sweat moistened her palms. “This is a bad time, Alejandro. I really can’t talk.”
His laugh, so cool and controlled, brought an image back to her. Alejandro Arroyo Rivera de Ramirez, the sexiest man she’d ever seen, naked to the waist, water streaming from his muscular chest in rivulets as he’d lifted himself from the pool. His sexy laugh as he’d scooped her up and hauled her into the bedroom. He hadn’t even dried off. The second she’d said yes he’d come for her. And then he’d spent the night showing her how amazing he truly was.
“You need only listen, querida.”
Something in his tone silenced her automatic protest.
Her heart kicked into double time. She reached for her forgotten wineglass, took a steadying sip.
“I expect you in Madrid in twenty-four hours. Spend the flight thinking how you will convince me to keep you on Layton International’s board of directors.”
Shock rocketed her to her feet. Her heart threatened to pound right out of her chest. “You’re the one trying to steal my company?”
“You have made poor decisions, Rebecca. Do not continue to do so.” His voice dripped ice.
Rebecca speared a hand through her hair as cold sweat spread over her skin. Oh, God. She wasn’t the one who’d made poor decisions—but what did it matter now? Her father had thought he’d been doing the right thing.
They’d tumbled far in the five years since she’d last seen Alejandro. Then, she’d been the one with the knowledge about the hotel business, the one with the might of a multi-million-dollar company behind her. He’d been the new kid on the block, the one with everything to learn.
How had everything changed so drastically?