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  Neither of us bother correcting her as, she clicks a couple of buttons on her computer.

  Zack looks down at me and winks. I smile and shake my head.

  “Alright, I have you two booked into the Cabernet Suite.”

  “Do all of the villa's have wine names?” I ask with a smile.

  “They do, Mrs. Grantham.”

  Zack's hand spasms in mine and I have to laugh. I think he is enjoying the 'Mrs. Grantham' stuff.

  I watch as she clicks a few more buttons and then produces a key.

  “Here you go. Paul will follow you out and collect your bags. He will show you to your villa. Here is a map of the property. If you need anything, please do not hesitate to call. Someone will be at the front desk twenty-four hours a day. We have two dining areas and we also offer room service. I hope you have a great stay.”

  We both smile at her and say our ‘thank you’s’, right as Paul magically appears at our side.

  I love this place already and I haven't even seen the villa yet.

  Chapter Twenty

  Zack

  I HELP PAUL LOAD OUR bags as I watch Lexie out of the corner of my eye. I love how happy you she looks, but I love it even more than I am the one that made her so.

  This place really is beautiful. It looks like something out of dream, with its rolling hills and ‘old world’ feel. I've never been here, but I'd heard about it and when I asked Lexie to take a trip with me, I knew this is where I wanted to take her. Luckily they had a vacancy on such short notice. I may have almost broken my savings account to pay for it, but I would pay every penny I have a hundred times over if it meant I would get to see the look she has on her face right now.

  I take her hand again as the doorman leads us around to our Villa. It has its own private entrance, and to get to it we have to walk on a stone lined path through the gardens. Lexie's smile only gets brighter the deeper we go through the property. We finally come to a brick sign that states 'Cabernet Villa'. Paul waves his hand towards the stairs that lead up to the door, indicating for us to go first. I let go of Lexie's hand long enough to slip the key in the door.

  She walks in first and gasps.

  The whole place has that old country feel and it's beautiful, but the view is amazing. You can see the mountains in the distance and below us you can see the rows of grape vines. Lexie walks to the old French doors and opens them. There is a lounge area set up outside and I have a feeling that's where we will be spending most of our time.

  I turn to see Paul carrying our luggage up the stairs. “Would you like some help?” I ask.

  He smiles and shakes his head. “No, son. You go,” he replies, nodding his head towards where Lexie is standing outside.

  “Thank you.”

  I reach into my wallet and pull out his tip, passing it to him as he gives me a wink.

  I walk up behind Lexie and wrap my arms around her stomach, pressing my back to her front. I kiss her neck, before placing my chin on her shoulder and looking out at the beautiful view. You can smell the grapes on the vines all of the way up here. It's a sweet smell that fills the air around us.

  “I love it here,” she whispers.

  “I'm glad.”

  We stand there for a while longer, me holding her while taking in the view. The sun begins to set and I know she mentioned that she was hungry.

  “Do you want to go have dinner?” I ask.

  “Could we just do room service?”

  “Absolutely. I'll grab the menus and a glass of wine. Be right back.” I kiss the side of her neck again, before reluctantly walking back inside.

  There is a small kitchenette area, where there are several bottles of wine and glasses. I don't know very much about wine, but I do know which ones are Lexie's favorites, so I study the bottles, before deciding on a red. I uncork it and pour two glasses full, grabbing the room service menus that are lie on the counter, and make my way back outside.

  Lexie sits in one of the large lounge chairs, her feet propped up on the ottoman in front of her. She scoots over when she sees me, making room for me in the oversized chair.

  I hand her the glass of wine, before settling in beside her.

  “Yummy,” she says, as she takes a sip.

  “Is it good?” I take a sip of mine and I'm shocked that I actually enjoy it. I'm usually more of a beer drinker, but this one is sweet and light, not bitter like some of the others I've had.

  “Do you like it?” she asks, with a smile.

  I nod my head and hand her the menus. “Decide what you want, Angel, and I will go order it.”

  “In a second.”

  I nod my head, as she lays hers against my shoulder. I wrap my arms around her back and pull her closer.

  Eventually she picks the menu back up and decides on some type of penne pasta. I walk inside and re-fill our wine glasses as I call in our order.

  Lexie wanders inside and I watch her as she looks around the living room. “Do you want to explore the rest of the villa?” she asks, when I hang up the phone.

  I smile and nod my head. She reaches for my hand and pulls me towards the bedroom area.

  “Oh my God,” she mumbles, looking around the room.

  We have the same view in here that we have in the living room. The bed is pointed towards a set of French doors and Lexie rushes over to open them.

  I look back over at the bed and I can't help but imagine the possibilities. We both have a queen size bed in our houses, but this one is much larger than that.

  Lexie walks by me and grab my hand. “Stop imagining dirty thoughts of us on that bed and let’s look at the bathroom.” She gives me a wink over her shoulder and I chuckle in response.

  “Oh my God. I'm moving here. It's been decided.”

  The bathroom is large with two double sinks and a huge walk-in shower. The shower has jets pointing in every direction, but what grabs Lexie's attention is the large claw-foot tub. It looks like it could easily seat two people.

  She walks towards me and throws her arms around my shoulders. “I love it here. Thank you so much.”

  “I'm glad you like it, Angel.”

  Her hands wrap around the back of my neck and she pulls me down to her mouth. Her tongue immediately swipes against my lips, seeking entry. I pull her closer to me and she tilts her head to the side. She tastes like the sweet red wine she was drinking and I have to admit, it tastes better on Lexie's tongue.

  A knock on the door has me pulling back with a groan.

  “Dinner is here,” she smiles.

  I kiss the tip of her nose, before reluctantly walking towards the front door. I have to adjust myself so my hardness isn't obvious through my pants. Jesus. I think I could have Lexie every hour of the day and it still wouldn't be enough.

  After we enjoy a delicious dinner out on the terrace, I ask Lexie what she wants to do the next day. I know that they offer guided tours through the vineyards and I know that's something she would probably be interested in.

  She quickly nods her head and smiles. “I would love that!”

  “Okay. I'll call in the morning and get it set up.” Pulling her close to me, I kiss her cheek. “I'll be right back.” I stand from the chair and she looks up at me curiously. I smile in response, before disappearing inside. I know how much she loved that bath and I figure that she would like to relax in it for a while.

  Starting the water, I fiddle with the controls until it's the right temperature. Once I find the lavender bath oil, I pour a little under the warm water. I find a few candles and some matches and I busy myself lighting those, while the bath fills up.

  Before walking outside to Lexie, I go back into the kitchen and grab another bottle of wine, quickly uncorking it.

  “Come on,” I say quietly, reaching out my hand for her.

  She smiles and takes it as she stands up. “What are you up to, handsome?”

  I lead her through the house and to the bathroom, and she gasps, as she takes it all in.

  “I know how
much you love taking baths and I figured you would want to enjoy it while we were here.”

  She smiles and steps towards me, kissing the underside of my jaw. “I love it. Are you getting in with me?”

  Well, I hadn't planned on it, but I'm certainly not going to turn down an opportunity to have her wet naked body against mine. “Do you want me to, Angel?”

  “Yes.”

  I refill our wine glasses and set them on the counter next to the bath before stripping out of my shirt. I stop to watch Lexie as she takes her dress off and unsnaps her bra. Seeing her body is something I don't think I will ever get used to.

  Quickly unbuckling my belt, I toss it to the side before unbuttoning my pants. I let them drop to the floor before doing the same with my boxers. Lexie drags her little black thong down her legs and looks over her shoulder at me. She raises an eyebrow at my hardness and smirks as she steps into the bath.

  There is no way my hard cock can be hidden, but I don't want her to think that is what this is about.

  “I can't help my reaction to you, Lexie.” I say as I step towards her.

  “And I wouldn't want you to.”

  She scoots forward and allows me room to step in.

  The water is warm, almost hot, but it feels good. I sink down behind her and pull her body between my legs.

  “Is the water too hot for you?” I ask as I kiss her shoulder.

  “No, it's perfect.”

  Her head lays back to rest on my shoulder and I wrap my arms around her stomach. Lexie reaches down and entwines her fingers through mine, giving my hand a squeeze.

  I love the way she fits in my arms. I am fully convinced that this woman was made for me and I lean my head down and gently kiss her neck.

  “I love you, Angel,” I breathe against her skin.

  Her hand gives mine another squeeze, before she moves it up to cup her breast.

  “Touch me, please,” she says in a low voice.

  She moves her hand away, as I run my thumb over her hard nipple. She moans and I do it again, cupping her heavy breasts in my palm and squeezing it. I'm still learning her body. I know everything there is to know about Lexie, but I don't know everything about how she likes to be touched. I love it when I find something new that she likes.

  I slide my hand down her belly and run my fingers through her folds, my thumb landing on her clit. I move it slow tight circles and she moans in response.

  “Does that feel good?”

  “Yes. I need more.”

  I move my hand farther down and sink my middle finger inside of her. Her walls immediately tighten around me and my cock grows even harder just thinking about what it feels like to be inside of her.

  Her hand moves to my wrist and her nails dig into my skin. I slowly withdraw my finger and go back to playing with her clit.

  Pinching her nipple with one hand, I sink two fingers back inside of her with the other. She turns her face towards mine and I kiss her deeply, as I touch her beautiful body. She moans deep in her throat and I pull back to look into her eyes.

  She’s panting heavily and her cheeks are flushed. “Do you need to come?” I ask. My voice is deep and rough.

  “Yes. Please make me come, Zack,” she begs.

  I love hearing my name come out of her mouth when she's like this. She sounds so needy and turned on. It takes everything I have to not pick her up and bury my cock inside of her, but I want this to be about her. I want to give and not receive anything in return.

  “Shh… I've got you, Angel.”

  I hook my fingers up inside of her and rub that spot deep inside of her that makes her go wild, dragging my fingers against her inner walls as I move them in and out of her. My thumb strums her clit, as my other hand pinches her hard nipple.

  “My cock is so hard for you, Lexie. I could come from just watching you. You are so fucking beautiful,” I grit out.

  Her hips start moving in sync with me and it’s not long before her walls clamp down on my fingers and she is coming all over my hand. I keep my fingers buried deep in her as she sags back against my body.

  “Shit.”

  I chuckle and kiss the side of her neck. “Did that feel good?”

  “Do you even have to ask?”

  The muscles inside of her clutch at me, as I remove my fingers. I drag my hands back up her stomach and cup her breasts in my hands, gently massaging them.

  “Hmm. I'll take that as a yes.”

  I move my hands to her shoulders and rub. Her head drops forward and she moans.

  “That feels almost as good,” she jokes.

  I dig my fingers into her muscles and laugh. “I feel like I should be insulted.”

  “You have talented hands, Mr. Grantham.”

  “And they are all yours and only yours, Angel.”

  She turns her head enough to look me over her shoulder. “I like the sound of that,” she whispers.

  “Me too.”

  I know she hasn't told me that she loves me, yet. I'm not sure what's holding her back from saying those words, but I can see it in her eyes when she looks at me. However, I can wait for as long as she needs as long as she keeps looking at me the way she is right now.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Lexie

  I STRETCH MY ARMS ABOVE my head and smile when I smell coffee and hear a deep chuckle. I open my eyes to see Zack standing above me: he's shirtless, holding a cup of coffee and smiling my favorite smile.

  “Is that mine?” I ask, nodding towards the cup.

  He nods his head in response and perches on the edge of the bed. I sit up and the sheet falls to my waist, revealing my breasts to him. His eyes automatically drop to them and he licks his lips.

  I smile and clear my throat. His eyes dart back to mine and he gives me a sheepish look, as he shrugs.

  Reaching my hands out for my coffee I watch him as he passes it to me, before running his hand through his hair.

  “I called this morning about the tour and they said it starts around eleven o'clock. Is that okay with you?”

  “Sounds good,” I take a sip of my coffee and I can't help but smile.

  “You are very smiley this morning,” he says with a grin of his own.

  “I'm just really happy.”

  His eyes go soft and he cups my cheek in his hand. “I'm glad.” He leans forward and his lips meet mine.

  “Alright, lazy bones. Hop on up. I made us a bagel and some fruit. We need to be ready to go in about an hour and a half.”

  He stands from the bed and I watch as he walks out of the room. God, he is so sexy. I still can't believe that this wonderful man loves me. I've been so scared that I will do something that will make him want to run as fast as he can in the other direction, but I keep forgetting that he knows me. He knows me better than anyone else in the world and yet he still chooses me. I always just saw Zack as a friend. Yes, I’ve always loved him fiercely, but what I'm feeling now is something deeper. It's something that I can't even describe. I looked at him as a friend, but now I look at him and see every part of my future. I love him. It’s that simple.

  * * *

  After breakfast, we shower together and get ready. I don’t bother straightening my hair or applying make-up. I know it's going to be warm today and we will more than likely be sweaty by the time the tour is finished.

  Zack takes my hand as we walk through the gardens and towards the main house. I look around and smile, as I take it all in. This place really is something out of a dream. It's so unbelievably beautiful, that it almost doesn't feel real.

  We walk up to the receptionist desk and get signed in. The same lady from the night before is working and she smiles when she sees us. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Grantham. Are you enjoying your stay so far?”

  I give Zack's hand a squeeze as I smile at her. “We are. Thank you.”

  Zack asks her where we should go for the tour and she points us in the direction of a Jacob, who will be our guide for the day. After a quick ‘thank you’ to Jess
ica, we make our way over to small group of people.

  A few more join us and before long, we are all ready to go. Most of the tour requires us to walk, but we all load into three large golf carts that take us down the hill and to the vineyards. Jacob walks us through the rows of grapevines and explains all of the different kinds that they grow. He tells us how they are farmed and what kind of wine they will be made into. We stop and have a catered lunch on top of one of the hills overlooking the property. The food and wine are absolutely delicious and I'm happy to see that even Zack likes the sweet white wine that is served. After that, Jacob takes us into the actual winery and explains what happens during production. We see how the grapes are turned from fruit into wine. It is absolutely fascinating. We are served several other types of wine and by the time we get back into the golf cart, my head is spinning a little.

  I look over at Zack and smile. “I may need a little nap.”

  He runs his hand down my hair and laughs. “Yeah. That's probably a good idea.”

  I lean towards him and kiss the dimple on his cheek. “Thank you for today,” I whisper.

  “Anytime, Angel.” He kisses the tip of my nose and pulls me close to him as I rest my head on his shoulder and watch the scenery go by. This couldn't be more perfect.

  We arrive back at the villa at around four o'clock.

  “What time do you want to go to dinner?” I ask him as we walk into the villa.

  “No set time, just whenever you get hungry. Why?”

  “I think I really do need a nap,” I admit turning to face him.

  “Did you get a little tipsy, Angel.”

  “Just a wee bit,” I laugh.

  “Come on. Let's go lay down. We can get ready to go to dinner after you wake up.”

  He takes my hand and leads me towards the bedroom. Oh my God, that bed looks like heaven.

  “You don't have to lay down if you don't want to,” I tell him through a yawn.

  He chuckles and pulls his shirt over his head and kicks his shoes off. “And miss an opportunity to hold your body against mine?”

  I watch as he puts a knee to the mattress and crawls towards the middle. Kicking off my shoes, I make my way across the bed. He lays on his side and opens his arms to me. I crawl into them and wrap my arms around him. Our legs tangle together and my cheek rests on his warm chest.