I shiver. “You said that and looked at me the same way the night we met.”
“What was the question?”
Heat races over me.
“What? Tell me.”
“If you wanted to shower with me.”
His eyes grow wider, and he licks his lips. “So that’s where that dream came from.”
“Umm.”
He leans down into my ear. “The answer is still yes...about the shower.”
Laughing, I shove him away. “Come on, let’s go.”
We plod through the snow, and I can hardly see. The storm is heavy and wet, and we cling to each other as our feet slip and slide. The sidewalk has a few feet of snow on it, and we take longer to get to the hotel than it should. By the time we get there, we’re covered in snow, and our faces are cold.
Once inside the lobby, we shake off our snow and stomp our feet on the mat.
“That was crazy,” Xander says.
I shiver from the cold. “I don’t think we would have made it to my place. I would have been an official snowman.”
“Come on. Let’s go get warm.” He leads me through the lobby and into the elevator. It’s not very crowded, but he pulls my back against him. My teeth are chattering.
His suite overlooks Chicago, and turn-down service has already taken place. Soft music is playing, the fireplace is lit, and dim lights glow.
“Well, haven’t you been living it up,” I tease him.
He winks at me and goes over to the Jacuzzi tub. It’s near the windows overlooking the city skyline. He turns the water on and comes back to me. With a cocky smile, he says, “Time to get you naked.”
“Why do I feel like you’ve always wanted to say that to me?”
Xander laughs. “If I’ve never said it to you before, then you are correct.”
I laugh but shake some more.
“That’s my cue,” Xander says and pulls my sweater over my head.
“Now I’m colder.”
He pulls his shirt off and holds me against his warm skin. “That better?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Holding my body to his, he removes my jeans and slides his hands down to my bottom. “You are cold. Come on.” He releases my bra and panties and helps me in.
I sit down, the warmth rising to my shoulders, and release a sigh. “Are you coming in?”
“Is that a serious question, too?” Shaking my head, I laugh at him. He strips, tells me to scoot forward, and slides into the water behind me. I lean back on his chest, and he wraps his arms around me.
“This is nice.” I turn my head and smile at him.
He kisses me, hardening against my thigh. “Tell me something you’ve never told me before. Something hardly anyone knows.”
Something I’ve never told him that hardly anyone knows.
