Capri let go of my hands and slid both her arms around my waist bringing us closer together. Then she looked up at me. “I’m not cold, it was just my body's reaction to those damn dimples that can get you pretty much anything you want.”
I gave her a sexy smirk. “Anything, huh?” I leaned my face down so our lips were only an inch from one another. “How about we start with a kiss and then I drag you back to our room where I will put this,anythingtheory, to the test.”
She raised up onto her toes that last inch and our mouths met in a frenzy to absorb everything the other had to offer. Our tongues played intimately with each other and when she nipped my lip, the last of my control slipped and she found herself once again over my shoulder.
“You can’t carry me into the hotel like this!” she screeched while playfully swatting at my ass as she hung upside down.
I gave her a swat of her own on her sexy ass.
“Watch me, darlin’.”
* * *
The view was breathtaking.
Soft sand, rolling waves that crashed into the beach with an enchanting intensity, creating frosty foam and the setting sun ablaze with hues of bright yellow and orange. It was amazing but what made it even more beautiful was the stunning woman sitting on my lap in the lounge chair on our deck watching it all with me.
Turning, I nuzzled my face in the crook of Capri’s neck and whispered, “You take my breath away.”
By the intake of air, it seemed I did the same to her.
“You are—”
Her words died in her throat as the fire alarm blared loudly, causing me to jump off the seat, taking her with me.
“What’s happening?” she yelled over the intense sound.
Hanging onto her hands, I pulled her into our room and toward the front door leading to the hall. I didn’t notice any smoke coming from under the door and it didn’t feel hot, so I pulled it open. I got a faint smell of smoke but could tell it was coming from beneath us and rising. Peering into the hall, people were starting to come out of their rooms. Being on the fifth floor truly sucked at a time like this.
“Okay listen,” I said, placing my hands on her cheeks and looking into her eyes. “We have to make our way out but keep a hold of me and stay right next to me.”
I didn’t like what was happening at all. Something felt off and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up again.
Squeezing my hand in her grip, she said, “I’ll be sticking to you like glue.”
With that, we walked out into the crazy fray of people yelling and rushing past us. Every room on that floor must have been filled as people piled out of their suites. As we worked our way toward the stairway entrance, a mother was screaming frantically that her son was hiding under the bed and wouldn’t come out.
“You have to help her,” Capri pleaded.
We stopped and I asked the lady for more info. She said her son was autistic and the noise was too much for him. He’d slid under the bed, covering his ears and it was just the two of them. She couldn’t move the bed or get him to come out.
“Please help me,” the mother wailed.
I turned to look at Capri, my mind split between helping and worrying about her.
“Go, I will wait right here inside the door so I don’t scare him more and can tell you if things get worse.” She gave me a nod. “I’ll be okay, go.”
Reluctantly, I let go of her hand and followed the mother toward the bedroom.
“I’m going to push this bed onto its side and hold it while you get him out, okay?” I was thankful that the bed wasn’t latched to the wall or floor like some hotels did. I’d traveled enough to have seen that be the case before and that would have made it a bitch to move, if even possible at all.
The mother grabbed a pair of headphones off the nightstand and nodded. I wasn’t sure what they were for but found out soon enough. Tucked under the center of the bed, her small child, maybe five or six, was curled in a ball on his side, eyes closed, hands over his ears as his mother said, and was rocking forward and back.
The woman moved slowly and gently placed the headphones over the boy’s ears. That was when I realized it was to drown out the noise. Carefully, she scooped him up in her arms and it was as if he knew his mother had him. He clung to her as she made her way out from where I was still holding up the bed.
Just as they were out of the way, a blood-curdling scream so loud it ripped through the suite over the sound of the alarm jolted me into action. I hoped the sound wouldn’t further scare the child tucked in his mothers’ arms.
“Capri!” I yelled as I dropped the bed with a hard clank, shaking the floor. “Get you and your son out of here quick!” I yelled frantically to the mother as I ran from the room.
