Free Betrayal by Aubrey St. Clair Page B

pool right away.
    I haven't been out in his backyard yet, and it's gorgeous.  I note how well manicured the lawn is, considering he's never here to take care of it.
    "I have a service for that."  Of course. 
    The fence around the property is high enough that he doesn't have to worry about any of his neighbors watching us, giving us the privacy that we lack whenever we go to the pool at the hotel.  Or whenever we leave the house at all, really.  I've never understood the complaint about celebrities being bothered by people until I started seeing Chase, and he isn't even known outside the poker or gambling world.  I can't imagine what it would be like for a movie star.
    I follow him to the side of the yard where there is a little small hut with a couple of doors used as a changing area.  He goes into one side after motioning me to go into the other.  Once inside I pull my bathing suit out of the bag I brought and strip off my clothes.  As I'm about to put it on, a naughty thought creeps into my head.  Instead, I drop it onto the floor and wait until I hear Chase exit the other room.  I step out completely naked and watch as his jaw drops, and he lowers his shades to let his eyes roam over his body.  He's wearing a shorts style swimsuit himself but lets out a low whistle as he sees me.
    "I think you forgot something," he smiles.
    "Well, you said I don't know how to live dangerously..."
    Chase laughs.  "This is your idea of living on the edge, then?"
    I put my hands over my breasts and pretend to turn back to the changing room.  "If you don't like it, I can go put my suit on."
    "Definitely not!"  He grabs my arm and pulls me to him.  "I have no complaints about what you're... not wearing."
    "You're over dressed for this party, though."  I hook my fingers into the waistband of his trunks and yank them down to his feet.
    "Hey," he exclaims as I straighten up and kiss him quickly on the lips.
    "Shut up," I reply.  I put my hands on his chest and push him backwards.  The surprised look on his face as he hits the water is priceless.
    His head breaks the surface and he glares at me in mock anger.  "So that's how it's going to be, is it?"
    I laugh and nod right before jumping in next to him.  When I come up he kisses me on the lips and puts his arms around me.
    "So you're not mad?" I ask right before kissing him again.
    "Of course not."  He kisses me back.  "I like seeing your version of living dangerously.  But tomorrow, you're going to see mine."  I open my mouth to ask for details but he catches my lips and tongue with his own, and all sense of speech deserts me.  Whatever retaliation he comes up with tomorrow will surely be worth this.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
     
    "Just give me a few minutes to settle up and we'll get out of here," Chase says, squeezing my hand and then leaving me in the motorcycle showroom as he follows the owner into the office to pay for his bike repairs.  He still hasn't told me where he's taking me later, and I have to admit to feeling a bit nervous.  Yesterday's skinny dipping session really was one of the most risky things I've ever done, and I was actually relieved that he didn't try to have sex with me in the pool.  I was embarrassed enough.  But after our swim we barely made it into the kitchen before Chase took me right there on the floor.  Clearly the idea of doing risky things was a turn on for him.  Honestly, I was pretty hot as well.  The only annoying part was how quickly we had to get going again. 
    Chase had another quick meeting back at the hotel with his agent, forcing us to eat our lunch in the car on the way back.  He led a very active and busy life, and I wasn't quite used to it yet.  Harry and I were more likely to sit around in our pajama pants and watch TV than to be constantly on the go.  I don't miss doing that as much as we did, but I wouldn't mind if Chase would stop for at least one day and spend some time at his place just chilling.
    As if summoned by my