More Than Pleasure You: A More Than Words Novella

by Shayla Black

  “This is real?”

  “One-hundred percent. I’ll be happy to pull it up on my phone, if you’d like to validate.”

  The evidence seems so black and white. I can only think of one reason he’s so insistent to prove his point. Hope sparks bright and dangerous.

  If Stephen wasn’t lying about wooing me for the property, what else wasn’t he lying about?

  I fold up the paper and hand it back to him, my thoughts racing. “You think I jumped to conclusions?”

  “The natural one, given what Sherry was spewing. And I’ll fully admit that for my first day or two at Aloha Rainbow, I didn’t care much what happened to the place. It would have been a great deal for me. I would have made bank while I gained professional independence from my father. And if that had to happen on someone else’s back…” He shrugs. “Well, that’s business. Then I got to know you.”

  “Why bother trying to convince me that I matter now? I’m here to offer you really liberal visitation, so if that’s what you’re after…”

  “Fuck visitation.”

  I suck in a breath. So Stephen wants more. Like pie-in-the-sky more?

  He crooks a finger at me. “Come here, honey.”

  My stomach pitches and tightens again. “What do you want?”

  “Dance with me.”

  Of all the things he could have said, I didn’t see that one coming. Now I’m really nervous. And way more excited than I want to admit. “Why? There’s no music.”

  He holds up a finger, withdraws his phone from his pocket, and launches a soft, sultry R&B tune before he reaches out and takes me in his arms.

  Honestly, I never imagined being this close to Stephen Lund again. But he presses me into his body, then begins dancing with me—slow, smooth, sensual. Being this close to him is heaven.

  I can’t help myself; I sigh into him. I fill my nose with him. I cuddle close and revel in his hardness everywhere I’m soft. I prove just how horribly weak I am when it comes to this man—and in the moment, I just don’t care.

  “I don’t want to visit my child any more than I want to visit you,” he murmurs against my ear.

  A shiver zips down my spine. “Then what do you want?”

  “You said once that you’d rather go through the hard times with someone you love than have a perfectly carefree life alone. I’ve lived that easy-breezy, pointless life of solitude. Being with you for those three amazing weeks taught me that I want more. Don’t make me settle for less.”

  I hold my breath. “What are you saying?”

  “I want more. I want everything. I want you.”

  “Stephen, I—”

  He lays a finger over my lips. “I’m not done. Let me finish.”

  The song fades out, and Bruno Mars fills the speakers, crooning about getting married. The same song we danced to at Finn and Dana’s wedding. It brings back a happy memory of the night I really fell for Stephen. I can’t hear this tune and not think about him, about us.

  If we had a song, this would be it.

  “What are you doing?”

  He cups my cheek and delves into my eyes. “What I’ve wanted to for a while. Hear me out. I deserve that much since you lied to me.”

  I gape at him. “No, I didn’t.”

  “You did.” A slow smile stretches across his face, somehow playful and sexy at once. “You said we didn’t have a song, that you weren’t that kind of girl. But the second this song came on just now, your face softened, you held me tighter, and your lips parted as if you were inviting me to kiss you.”

  Though he’s not wrong, I could cling to my pride and protest again. But I’m dying to know what he’s up to. “What’s your point?”

  “You have no idea how badly I want to take you up on that invitation.”

  Given the hot suggestion in his eyes, I think I do. The same answering note flares in my belly. “That doesn’t make this our song.”

  “I want it to be.” He strokes a soft thumb across my cheek. “I’m hoping to make it ours.”

  Then he gets down on one knee.

  My eyes widen and I gasp when he pulls a little box from his pocket, flips it open to reveal a sparkling ring that’s very real and even more beautiful than the fake, then smiles up at me with hope all over his face.

  “Skye Nicole Ingram, we’ve only known each other for a month. But I don’t need longer to know that you make me smile, make me think, and—I admit—make me want to kiss you breathless for the rest of our lives. You amuse, befuddle, and intrigue me. Most of all, you made me fall madly in love with you. If you say yes, I’ll be the best fiancé—and husband—ever, listening, laughing, and loving you, from now until death do us part. Will you do me the very real honor of marrying me?”

  His words are an echo of the playful proposal he uttered shortly after we met. But this speech is solemn and heartfelt. His eyes will me to say yes.

  What’s left of my anger dissipates. I blink, struggle to breathe. My heart clutches inside my chest.

  “Say something, Skye. I turned down my dad’s offer to run Colossus for you. He’ll continue helming the company, and I’ll relocate here to start a new subsidiary that specializes in Asian and Pacific interests so I can be with you. I made plans for us to elope to Vegas. All I’m asking in return is one little word. Just say yes.”

  I’m so touched, I can’t speak. Stephen blurs in my vision. My throat closes up. How can I possibly say no? I love this man. I’ve loved him almost from the beginning.

  “You sacrificed everything?” His deal, his dream job, and his home. All for me.

  He really does love me. I blink, and the tears fall down my face.

  Stephen stands, towers over me, and cups my face. “I’ve sacrificed nothing if I can have you as my wife. Before I met you, I carefully orchestrated everything in my life, but my whole existence had no meaning. I didn’t plan to fall in love with you, but you opened my eyes. You showed me what I’ve been missing. Falling for you was the best thing I’ve ever done.”

  There’s only one thing I can say, but it’s not easy through my tears. “Yes.”

  He grips me tighter. “Yes, you’ll marry me?”

  I smile. “Yes. I’ll marry you. I love you.”

  He laughs as he yanks the ring out of the box and quickly slides it on my finger. “Honey, I love you, too. More than anything.”

  We’re engaged—for real. I can’t believe it. More happy tears fall. He swipes them away with his thumbs before he kisses me breathless, reminding me of just one of the many reasons I’ve never been able to resist this man.

  As I melt into him, he eases away and glances at his watch. “How soon can you be packed?”

  I’m confused. “For what? To spend a few days here with you?”

  He shakes his head. “Our flight to Vegas leaves in three hours.”

  “What?”

  “I figured you’d like something spontaneous…”

  He’s not meticulously planning our wedding? “I don’t have a dress.”

  “We’ll get you one.”

  “That takes time. Weeks. Months, even.”

  He winks at me. “Not when you have money.”

  “But we haven’t invited anyone.”

  “Who do you want there?”

  He’s making this sound so simple. “My parents. Finn and Dana. Erma and Dean.” That’s it. Those are the most important people in my life.

  “I’ll get them there ASAP, along with my dad, Amanda, Bethany, Nia and Evan. Beyond that, I don’t need anyone except you.”

  I’m not sure exactly when this ceremony will take place or where we’ll live or how any of the practicalities of our life together will work. But I know I’ll have Stephen by my side. “I don’t need anyone else, either.”

  “I’ll do everything in my power to make you feel that way for the rest of your life.”

  Then he smiles down at me and cements that vow with a kiss that holds all the promise of our tomorrows.

  * * * *


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  What starts as sweet revenge against Maxon’s most savage competitor—his brother—becomes an unquenchable hunger for Keeley, the sassy free spirit he hires to trip up his enemy.

  “So you have to beat the champ at his own game.” Rob sighs, sounding like he finally understands my proclamation that I’m fucked.

  There’s no way to top Griff. He’s got a goddamn natural gift.

  “Okay, your brother might find a buyer a week or two earlier.” Britta shrugs. “But you’re the better man.”

  “They don’t give a shit about that.”

  “You always come through,” she argues.

  “To the people dying to unload this estate so they can cash out, those seven days make a five-figure difference in their bank account. Besides, they don’t know the Maui market. And they don’t know me except as the pushy salesman who barged in. They certainly don’t know my reputation except through boring statistics and my own claims, which they probably see as bragging. It sounds as if Susan Stowe was fond of Griff, so she picked him. Her heirs would need a damn good reason to cross her wishes.”

  My brother would have to fuck up badly. And he never does. Well, almost never…unless there’s a gorgeous woman involved. Unlike me, he has a bad habit of allowing his dick to distract him. Always has. That’s how he started fooling around with Britta at the office once upon a time. Too bad he’s not having a torrid fuckfest with someone high maintenance now—at least not according to my spies. A go
od hourglass-shaped distraction in Griff’s bed would sure help my cause.

  As the waitress sets down our drinks, the lights dim. Everyone turns to the stage at one end of the cramped sports bar. Ah, the live entertainment. After the tragic act last week, I was hoping we would miss the show.

  But then I see her.

  Crooked smile. Pink hair. Winged black liner over laughing blue eyes. Vivid red lipstick. Tacky cheetah-print dress. Tiny waist. Sleek legs. Chunky black heels that have seen better days. I don’t think I would have looked at her twice normally, but she’s got two things going for her: an obvious zest for life and a great rack.

  Griff can’t resist either.

  I turn in my chair to watch as she grabs the microphone with deft confidence. She’s comfortable on stage.

  “Aloha, Lahaina. I’m Keeley Sunshine. I’m going to sing you some of my favorite songs, and since I’m a single girl in the middle of a long drought, they’ll probably all be about sex. You can buy me drinks after the set if you’d like to change that.” She winks.

  She’s got a certain charm. Griff values that, along with a sense of humor.

  “I’d be more than happy to end her drought,” Rob whispers in my ear as the small band nods at one another.

  Keeley Sunshine—clearly not her real name—closes her eyes as the primal beat of the music rises to a quirky old tune. It’s familiar. I know I’ve heard the song but I’m having trouble placing it, until the chorus. Then, while she sways her hips to the beat, she’s belting out that she doesn’t want anybody else. She just thinks about me and touches herself.