“Some.” Ace presses a light kiss on my cheek before heading to the breakfast buffet.
Our waiter, Felix, comes by and smiles at me. “Good morning, Shannon. Coffee?”
“Cappuccino, please.”
“Coming right up.”
“I’m going to get an omelet.” Chris gets up and goes in the direction Ace went, leaving Aubrey and me alone.
Aubrey raises her coffee cup and takes a delicate sip as she peers at me over the rim. “You’re awfully chipper this morning.”
“Well, when a ten-year fantasy finally comes true, it’s a reason to be chipper.”
“Oh? Do tell.”
“Ace and I hadn’t…” I blush a little. I’m not sure why I’m telling her something so intimate, but I can’t call Sandra or my mother right now, and I desperately need to tell someone about what I just experienced.
“Really?” Her eyes widen. “And last night…?”
“This morning.”
She looks almost as pleased as I am. “And was it worth waiting a decade for?”
I let out a long, dramatic sigh. “So worth it. So, so worth it.”
“Well, then…” She pauses as Felix drops off a steaming cappuccino and walks away. “Here’s to awesome sex and the men who know how to do it.”
“Amen to that.” I take a sip of coffee and look around. “The buffet looks amazing. What do you recommend?”
“The Belgian waffles.”
“Sounds good.” I head in that direction and fill a plate.
By the time I get back to the table, Ace, Chris, and Aubrey were discussing plans for the day ahead.
“I’m having a massage at eleven,” Aubrey says. “And then I’ll shower and get ready for a quick lunch. We’ll arrive in Rüdesheim around two or three. Are you guys doing any of the tours or just walking around?”
“I thought we’d follow the guided tour until we find something else we want to do,” Ace says. “We need to do a little shopping since I only brought one pair of dress pants and milady here believes I need more.”
“Oooh, shopping.” Aubrey’s eyes twinkle. “I could be down for some of that.”
“What do I get out of that?” Chris teases, pretending to pout.
“What do you want?” she shoots back, arching a brow.
He leans over to whisper something in her ear and she rolls her eyes. “Yeah, okay, buddy, let’s put that on your sexual bucket list.”
He wiggles his eyebrows at Ace and we all laugh.
Being here like this is nice.
“I could be down for a massage,” I tell Ace.
“Ask at reception,” Aubrey says. “Maybe they can fit you in.”
“I’d like to run on the treadmill,” Ace admits. “I haven’t gotten in much exercise at all since I got to Germany, and at my age, I have to stay in shape.”
“Let’s do that after breakfast, old man,” I tease him. “I could use a run myself. I wish we were stopped somewhere so I could run in a new city, but I don’t want to waste time when we get to Rüdesheim.”
