9781631052347OnCallKenyan by M. O. Kenyan Page B

dropping on one knee and asking her to
be his princess.
    Katherine
opened her eyes from her day dream to find AJ leaning on the door frame, his
arms crossed over his chest, making the muscles in his arms, chest and
shoulders bulge. But the thing that got her the most was the wolfish grin he
flashed at her.
    “I love
this song,” he said as he moved toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. “The
words especially. What do you think?
    “Uhmmm,
it’s great.”
    “Is
there room in there for two?”
    She
nodded, unable to trust her voice as a flush of heat swept through her. AJ was
staring at her as if she was the last drop of water in a desert. He strode
toward her, dropping his pants and stood before her intentionally. He wanted
her to appreciate what she was getting and she did. AJ was eight inches and a
brain. Katherine could have the best of two worlds, an intelligent
conversationalist and a dedicated lover. She hooked her leg on the mouth of the
tub, her creamy skin glimmering in the lights. She saw how his eyes roamed her
body and felt the heat of his gaze as if it licked her body. His eyes started
at her toes, down her calf to her thigh. He pointedly looked at what was hidden
beneath the millions of tiny little bubbles. Unconsciously Katherine stroked
her inner thigh, and AJ responded the only way he could, with a full salute.
     
    * * *
*
     
    AJ was
asleep when he was woken up by the insistent buzzing of his phone. It was
Saturday and he knew it was either his parents or his sisters asking him why he
wasn’t at the family lunch. AJ didn’t think he could drive all the way to the
Hamptons. He would have to call them back and make his excuses. He was relying
on his mother’s need to baby him, to help with his dad. Adrian Senior would just
send a helicopter to pick him up, but having this weekend with Katherine alone
would help him get their relationship going. So he wouldn’t call them now. He
was going to pretend he hadn’t heard his phone and maybe they would think their
son was elbow deep in surgery.
    AJ
flopped back and closed his eyes. He was staring at the back of his eye lids,
replaying the surgery he’d had that day. He liked doing that at the end of each
day, try to reflect on everything that could have gone wrong, that did go wrong
and a better technique to reduce the risk to the patient.
    But
lately all he could think about was caressing Katherine’s beautiful needy body.
He could feel it call to him. Or that was just his insistent libido telling him
to take her. His stomach always dipped at the sensual attraction that echoed
from her to him and back again.
    Just as
the thoughts of Katherine filled his mind, her unmelodic, tone-deaf singing
filled his ears.
    “I’m
glad we agree on that.” AJ said on hearing the lyrics. He’d jumped off his bed
and headed toward the cat being skinned. And now he wasn’t standing before a
cat, but before the most beautiful woman in the world, his woman. AJ knew now
he had been the only man her creamy thighs had cradled, the only one her most
intimate secret had invited in. Katherine was his, unsoiled by any other man’s
hands, undefiled by any idiot’s attentions. She was perfectly made for him. A
man of medicine and science, AJ rarely acknowledged God for much, but this time
he had to say the big man in the sky had done a good job molding Katherine.
    AJ
titled his head as amused as he was curious, but definitely more aroused. The
tug toward her was stronger than anything he had ever felt. “What are you
doing?”
    “Waiting
on you,” her voice dripped with honey and a ravenous need that had his stomach
doing flips.
    “Are
you sure you want to invite me in there.” His voice was deep and husky even to
his own ears. AJ gazed directly into the hard silver lightning in her eyes
waiting for a flicker of doubt.
    “I
don’t think you have a choice.” Katherine stared pointedly at his groin and he
had to chuckle.
    “Don’t
you think I need more convincing?”