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Instantly, I felt terrible.
Walking over to me, he gently took my face in both hands and brought his lips to mine. The kiss was soft and gentle, miles away from the intensity of how we kissed last night, but I could still feel the connection and desire there.
On both our parts.
“As I never got to take you out for food last night, I wanted to arrange breakfast in bed, but as it’s already eleven thirty, we missed breakfast here. How about I take you for lunch? Ann said the road had been cleared. You hungry?”
It was evident from the look in his eyes that he was keen to spend more time together, and I couldn’t help the smile from spreading across my face. In the same breath, I couldn’t believe how long we’d slept in. I needed to return to my dad’s sometime this afternoon, but my stomach answered for now.
“Lunch would be great.”
Chapter 11
Rhett
We had a fantastic lunch at this small Cajun food truck she recommended. Then I decided to park the car at my hotel and walk as the weather was perfect. I didn’t know what it was about her, but she mesmerized me.
Last night was incredible. I spent hours watching her after she passed out, taking in every inch of her stunning face, not even daring to breathe too hard for fear of waking her. I kept having flashbacks of the way she walked out of the bathroom last night. Slow, sexy, and wet. She had been everything I’d hoped for and more.
I could still remember the taste of her arousal on my lips, the feel of her full plump breasts, and her amazingly tight, wet pussy. It took all my self-control not to pounce on her, yet again, as my cock began to thicken in my pants.
All morning, I’d been trying to work her out. She was such an enigma to me. Her words told me one thing, her body another. Despite the doubtful look on her face and the vain attempt at a polite brush-off this morning, I knew she was interested. Well, at least her body was.
Throughout lunch, I could see how her body responded when our fingers touched as I passed her a glass of water or when my fingers brushed along her shoulders. If only she knew the enjoyment I got in watching her eat and appreciate her food. Man, this woman just oozed sex appeal. Yet, she managed to make everything look and seem effortless.
Walking back to the hotel, Serena played the role of tour guide, reciting stories and memories from growing up there. She pointed out certain buildings and stores and even introduced me to people we met along the way.
We met this old couple who owned a florist. Mr. and Mrs. Bailey. They must have been in their late sixties but were still in great shape. I offered to help as he was lifting a large garden vase. It must have weighed over 130lbs. But he politely declined my offer and took it inside with ease. Looking back at Serena, I could see Mrs. Bailey listening and talking to her with admiration, warmth, and pride. Those looks of kind-hearted love were instantaneously washed away as she set her eyes on me.
They were cold and assessing as if she were warning me. When at work, I always had a clear head, but there, with her, around her, I couldn’t quite keep myself in check. And it was starting to bother me.
By the time we arrived in the lobby of my hotel, it was just after four o’clock. The atmosphere had changed entirely, and I didn’t know what to do or say to make her stay.
Stepping in front of her, I slid one hand over her shoulder, down her arm, and then held her hand within mine. I was cupping the side of her face with the other. The pad of my thumb softly grazed the line of her jaw, brushing across her full bottom lip. My wanton needs and desire for her erupted like a volcano gushing from a pit in my stomach. Her eyes, such an enchanting, vibrant green, made emeralds look plain.
She placed the palm of her hand just by my navel. I’m not sure if she’s holding on or steadying us. One thing I did know was that I wanted to kiss her. I needed to kiss her.
Serena softly and slowly ran her tongue across her upper lip, and my cock twitched in response. I leaned in to devour that delicious full mouth and…
“Rhett! Rhett… Rhett.”
My body instantly became rigid. At first, I thought I had misheard someone shouting my name. Nobody knew me there. But then I realized I knew that voice. My palms began to sweat, I could hear my blood pumping through my ears. A knot in my stomach formed.
“Rhett… Rhett, I’m so glad I found you.”
The unwelcome voice of Verity Lancaster cut through the white noise of the guests and staff who were busy talking, walking, or just simply getting on with their day. It didn’t take me long to follow the sound of her voice and see her walking towards me from the reception desk. She was the girl next door but on steroids. Her family was almost as affluent as mine. Though not as wealthy, they still had a good, privileged life. We used to date back in college, and I knew both her family and mine wanted nothing more than for us to get married and for our families to unite and continue their retrospective legacies. Though we had broken things off in college, I’d seen an increase in Verity’s presence at family and business events, dinners, and galas. And should my parents host anything, they always put her next to me or on my table.
She spent more time with my mother than I did.
Focusing back on the now, I looked back down at Serena and saw the confusion in her eyes. She took a step back. The space was just a few inches apart, but the disconnect and distance felt much more. I felt as if a dam was about to burst through between us and I didn’t know what to do.
Verity finally reached us and stood by my side. I watched as she eyed Serena from head to toe, enjoying that her heels gave her a few inches of height over her, enabling her to look down at her.
“Hello, I’m Verity. And you are?”
She offered Serena her hand, and to my surprise, Serena straightened her back, rolled back her shoulders, and shook her proffered hand.
“Nice to meet you, Verity. I am Serena.”
