“Not her, no. Maybe they’ll talk when this is over. And I’ll make sure she gets through this so she can.”
She nodded, then went for the door. “Audrey finally shared with me what Mitch did to her that night. She was right—I’d have killed him. Zero second thoughts. And not two in the head.” Her gaze slipped south to my crotch for a second. Message received. “I’m really glad she has someone like you in her life to wipe the slate clean and start over with. And that you’re so cool with Trevor being in her life. Maybe you two can even work together again?”
I’d once been against that idea; now I had every intention of being the one to ask him myself.
She took off, and I focused on the bedroom door again, wondering what was taking my date so long.
I went over and rapped my knuckles against it.
“Come in,” she called out over the music, which had clearly drowned out my conversation with Hollis.
I opened the door and froze at the sight before me. “You’re not dressed.”
Not only was shenotdressed, but she was standing there in a wedding-white lacy bra and matching panties. One foot on the bed, rolling up a black thigh-high stocking.
“I’m insomething.” Her smile reached her smoky, done-up eyes.
This was one of those times when I needed to walk away like I’d done at the lodge.
We couldn’t make love now. Not tonight. Not in the fifteen minutes we had (I could stretch that to twenty, maybe), but still ...
So I behaved.Andalso became immediately stiff. The woman was in see-through white lace, after all. Looking as much like a goddess as she did my wife.
Her black dress was laid out on the bed we’d never get to use.
The jazz music competed with the sounds of my heart beating wildly up into my ears.
“Mind closing my door so no one else sees me?”
Good point.I closed and locked it, then slowly and very stupidly punished myself by turning to face her.Look but don’t touch—but this woman was just begging for me to do exactly that.
No padding for her bra, so her pink nipple poked through, calling to me like a Siren.
My chest rose and fell as I worked to keep it together.
“Does driving me out of my mind help ease yours?”
“Well, you are my husband tonight, aren’t you? We have a few more minutes until our reality is shattered.” That touch of sadness at the end slayed me.
We were hedging on mission-starting territory. One wrong move and I could die.
But I was right there with her in not wanting to rejoin reality yet. The way she was sliding her hand gently along the hem of her panties ignited something inside me and destroyed my resolve.
She was playing dirty.
Officially corrupting my chances to behave.
Then she turned, and I pressed a closed fist against my mouth, nearly biting my hand.
Her ass wasright there. She had me wanting to press my cock against it, let her feel how hard she made me.
Unable to stop myself, I walked up behind the little tease and reached around between her legs.
She moaned and lifted her hand, hooking her arm around my neck. “Why can’t this be real? Just you, me, here in this beautiful place, with the sole purpose of making love as husband and wife.”
I closed my eyes, going still at her words. “Is that something you could ever see being again?”
“A wife?” she asked softly.
