My mouth was slightly open, and a soft moan escaped me.
“You don’t have to be quiet here,” he said. His touch intensified, and my knees weakened. “I’m never letting go of you again.”
I was leaning on Colin completely now, his other arm around me to keep me standing.
I closed my eyes, focusing on the warmth spreading through me…
The electricity building until the spark would not be contained any longer…
I unraveled in his arms. Color exploded behind my closed eyelids, and I lost the ability to breathe, to think, to stay anchored to anything but the force of what tore through me.
He’d said I didn’t have to be quiet there, and I wasn’t.
I let him hear it all, how unbelievably amazing it felt to be touched by him as I clutched at his arms and shuddered with the last of the waves of pleasure.
“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he said.
His smile was devilish in the mirror.
I turned to kiss him, our mouths crashing into each other.
It wasn’t over.
In fact, it was just beginning.
What followed was a dissolution of ourselves into bliss. Colin took care of me in more ways than one, promising honesty and devotion with every kiss, every whispered word. And I surrendered myself to him entirely, showing him with my body and my heart what he meant to me, how deeply I had missed him, and how fiercely I never wanted to face a world without him again.
The alarmthe next morning was annoyingly loud. One look to my right, however, gave me a reason to smile and be happy with the world. Colin stirred next to me. He threw his heavy arm over me and pulled me in, cocooning me in a tangled web of limbs and blankets.
“Mmmm,” he murmured softly.
“I have to get ready,” I said as I kissed each of his fingers.
He pulled me in tighter and buried his face in my hair.
“You smell delicious,” he said.
“That’s my lavender shampoo.”
“I can’t wait to shower with you.”
“That will have to wait,” I said reluctantly. “Our flight is after the meeting. We’re going back home after this.”
He opened his eyes, the blue of them still breathtaking to me. “Come stay at my apartment. I don’t want you out of my sight.”
I blinked a few times, wondering if the other shoe was going to drop.
It was hard to get out of the mindset that there’s always something bad around the corner. A dad dying. Friends abandoning you. Mom moving away.
“Okay,” I said with a soft kiss. His hand reached down and made its way to a place that would surely make us late.
With great difficulty, I jumped out of bed, grabbed my outfit, and ran into the bathroom as Colin groaned in protest. The reflection in the mirror astounded me.
A bright smile, messy hair, and naked body.
It couldn’t get better than that.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
