Free Deep Blue Hold (Deep Blue Series) by Amie Nichols

leans back on one of the loungers.  He wraps his arms around me and rests his chin on the top of my head.
    “Call what?” Miry asks Sam
    “What you did to me last night after bumping and grinding with Aubrey all night,” Sam says raising one eyebrow at her.
    “That baby was called fuck ing, and we have done it before,” Miry says throwing a towel at him.
    “Not like that we haven’t. I’m not complaining though.”
    Miry looks at me and ro lls her eyes.  “He was so drunk it took him awhile. He thought he was superman or something.”  She laughs and Ian lets out a deep throaty laugh.  "He thinks I have the hots for you or something," she says looking at me for a second before she throws a beach ball at Sam who is cannon balling into the pool.
    "Do n't they all think that all women have the deep dark fantasy of being with another woman?"  I laugh.
    "You mean you don't?" Ian pipes up behind me sounding like I crushed everything he ever believed in.
    "That's for us to know , and for you to well, maybe find out." I turn my head to the side to see his handsome face.  Miry starts laughing beside us.
    "I do love you , Aubrey, and I am so glad to have a friend here that I can be myself with.  Everyone on this damn island is so stuffy and prude," Miry says, waving her hand in the air for affect. 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
    Ian
     
    After Sam and Miry left, Aubrey made dinner .  It amazed me how fast and effortless it was for her to whip up some chicken marsala. 
    "I need you to come into the office with me tomorrow."  I tell her when we are r elaxing on the couch watching TV.  She's lying between my legs with her head on my chest and laughing at a rerun of King of Queens.  She looks up at me with questioning eyes.
    "They found the package. It's supposed to be there tomorrow morning."  I tell her leaning down to kiss the top of her head.
    "Oh ," is all she says.
    "Aubrey, it's going to be okay.  You know we will always be ok ay."  I tell her as she snuggles into me closer and I hug her tighter.  I can't wait to get my hands on Jim Olsen. He will suffer first before he dies, that I swear to . 
    "I guess I was enjoying playing house this p ast week. I almost forgot about it," she whispers.
    "Do you like it here?"
    "Yeah, I love it. But you know I'm going to have to go back to New York soon.  I do have a business to run. I just can't imagine being away from you for too long," she says and I am taken aback.
    "Baby, we are it.  Where I go , you go. Where you go, I go."  I sternly tell her. 
    "But how is that going to work? I mean yeah, we can do our jobs somewhat mobile, but not entirely.  I have a full inbox right now proving that."
    "I don't know and I don't care , but it's going to work," I say letting her know that there is no argument on the matter.  "Besides, you're a freaking billionaire. Hire more people to do your grunt work."
    "Speaking of t hat, Ethan says the remodel is almost done, and the only room left is the den. So we need to figure out what we are going to do with the vault," she says.  She had talked to a realtor about selling her penthouse, and there was a waiting list of people wanting it.  She took the highest offer and sold it.  Maggie had returned from London just in time to help the movers get everything to the Scarsdale castle, which I was glad for because that meant Aubrey didn't need to go back.
    "Well then , next week we hop the jet back to New York and take care of business there.  We can live in two houses. I mean it's only a couple hour flight, and you can set up side office here.  The first floor of my building is empty.  It would be perfect for you." She really can't argue with me on this because I'm not going to give her a choice.  “Aren’t you just a little excited to see what’s in that vault?  Something very precious is in there for the time and money he spent hiding it.”
    “Yeah, I am and I’m not. I mean, what in the world could be so