“I thought I was going to pass out when you first touched me,” Cassidy said quietly. “I liked that very much.”

“Yes, I could tell. I happen to like it too.” She moved closer. “You know what I love?” she asked in a whisper.

“What?”

“You have extremely sensitive nipples.” By the lights of the pool, Laura couldn’t tell if Cassidy was blushing or not, but her facial expression changed to one of embarrassment. “I loved it.”

“That’s never happened to me before.”

“No?”

“No one’s ever taken the time.”

“I could have spent hours.”

Cassidy smiled again. “I think you did.” Then she arched an eyebrow. “Are you…are you still aroused?”

“Are you still naked?”

“I thought…maybe…”

“You’ve had an active sex life,” Laura countered. “I have not. I have a lot of making up to do.”

“Well…lucky me.”

She finally slid into Cassidy’s arms, but before she kissed her, she pulled her mouth an inch away. “I’ve never made love in a pool before.”

Chapter Fifty-One

Cassidy stood at her office window, looking out, seeing the shimmering heat bouncing off the sidewalks and streets down below and it wasn’t even noon yet. She let out a rather bored breath, then went back to her desk. She should be at home. She should be with Laura.

She smiled. She wasn’t certain she had the stamina to be with Laura today. But God, what an awesome two days it had been. Not only had she taken off work on Monday, she’d stayed Monday night and driven into work early this morning. Laura had still been in her bed, sleeping, when she’d crawled out. Yesterday was actually a blur, she admitted. Really, everything past their midnight swim was a blur. Yes, they’d made love in the water. They’d made love on a chaise lounge. They’d made love on the kitchen floor—God, she had nearly ravished Laura. They made love on the stairs, in the gym, and in her office. And they cooked together and ate together and she hardly had a recollection of either of those things.

She had no recollection of much except Laura’s beautiful, naked body…and the honest, pure reflection of desire that had been in Laura’s eyes. Desire, yes, and so much more. But they hadn’t really talked. They’d chatted and played in the pool like normal, but there had been no serious discussion about how they’d spent the last two days…and what it meant.

And what did it mean? They were lovers, obviously. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering Laura’s mouth at her breast…and elsewhere. God…Laura was so damn good. But where did they go from here? How do you date someone who lives next door to you? How do you date someone who you’ve been seeing for months now?