When he slowly draws back we’re both panting. He stares into my eyes. My lips throb, my pussy aches, and my skin tingles everywhere.
“Jesus,” he whispers.
I pull in a shaky breath. All I can do is nod.
“Are you staying here?” His thumb rubs over my bottom lip.
“Yes.”
“Me, too.”
Our gazes are still anchored together and I can count the passing of time in thuds of my heart. I want what he’s asking so bad. So desperately. But…
I pull out my phone and tap the screen. “Oh my God. It’s two in the morning.”
“Yeah.” He doesn’t seem surprised.
“I have to go,” I say on a sigh. “I have to meet up with my team at nine. There’s a lot to do.”
He gives me a slow, lopsided smile.
“Tomorrow’s a crazy day. For you, too, probably.”
“Yeah.”
I hesitate, then opt for honestly. “I’d really like to stay.”
He gently cups my face with both hands now. “Me, too.” A sliver of a smile appears on his beautiful mouth.
I give a shaky smile in return. “I’m sorry.”
“No, no. Don’t apologize. You’re being sensible.”
“Reluctantly sensible.” That would be the title of my autobiography—Reluctantly Sensible.
“Me, too.” He leans in and brushes another soft kiss over my mouth. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Yeah! We’re gonna win.”
He lets out a low laugh. “Right.” And he releases me.
I slide out of the curved booth, forcing my legs to stand and walk. “Good night, Marek.”
“Take care, honey bear.”
I pause and give him a “really?” look, chin down, brow arched. He smirks and shrugs.
As I cross the carpeted floor, I cast a last look over my shoulder. He’s watching me. My heart flips as I turn away.
This hotel is so huge I hope I can find my way to my room. I retrace our steps down the corridor. The elevators to the sky suites are right there on my left, so I hurry toward them and ride up to the twenty-fifth floor where my suite is.
What just happened?
I literally feel like I could cry, I’m so affected by that kiss. And the conversation. The flirting. The warm, admiring look in Marek’s eyes.Take care, honey bear.
And yeah, I’m disappointed.
I exhale a long breath and sink down onto the couch. “Whoa.”
