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Wear the little black dress, no bra, panties in your purse.
I didn’t ask any questions, like why I was cramming a pair of underwear in between my cell and wallet. I was just elated that he was back--and had something planned.
I couldn’t help but be a little annoyed when I saw how busy the private terminal was. I thought his late arrival would buy a little privacy. A little time.
Maybe Megan was right about the rose colored glasses, I scolded myself. The bustle was nonexistent compared to the regular terminal. I had nothing to complain about but I still found myself staring at each attendant, forcing away the annoyance in favor of a bright smile. Whatever Jacob had planned was sure to break all kinds of rules and I figured niceness would make the awkwardness easier to swallow if they walked in on something.
It could be all in your head after all. He hadn’t promised me anything. He could be testing me, pushing me and making me squirm until we got home and we could make up for what I was sure was the longest week of my life.
Without Jacob things didn’t feel right, I knew he was in London on business and I could tell how anxious he was to come home to me, but that didn’t make our bed any less lonely. And even though I knew he would be deplaning any minute now, it didn’t make my anxiety level relax. I wouldn’t relax until I could touch him. Until my hands could travel down his lapel, to his belt buckle--
I blinked, heat making every part of me hot and bothered. I was all but panting, clawing my clothes off so he could see what he did to me. Just how ready I was.
An older man was staring at me strangely, almost like he could see right through my clothes; see the gears turning in my head, so I looked away before I could blush and confirm his suspicions.
When I saw a familiar face, the sides of my mouth stretched up a few inches. The glow of recognition colored her pale features and she returned the smile, moving in my direction.
She extended her hand. “Miss Montgomery!”
I shook it heartily with a laugh. “Leila.” The ‘Miss Montgomery’ stuff was awkward as her handing over the envelope when we met. The envelope that contained concise then ridiculous instructions.
Remove your bra and panties prior to boarding.
Funny, now I’d gladly remove that and more.
I shushed the overly horny part of me and tried to focus on what Maggie was saying.
“...and I guess congratulations are in order!”
I shifted my weight with an uncomfortable chuckle. “Thank you.” Uncomfortable was modest. Suddenly very un-exciting parts of me were wet--like my palms, sticky with sweat. I was gritting my teeth behind my lips because I knew what question would come next.
“How are the wedding plans coming along?” She didn’t wait for a response. “I”m sure you have something beautiful and extravagant planned.” She leaned in, bringing an air of perfume and a new wave of queasiness rocking through me.
“Between you and me, I knew that you two would end up together. Your chemistry was off the charts.”
The blush had nowhere else to go. I was red all over and I opened my mouth and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Jacob coming through the sliding doors. She followed my line of sight and something about good to see me or privacy or good luck or something irrelevant. At that moment, everything but Jacob was irrelevant.
I wasn’t sure how he could turn a white button down shirt and khakis into sex, but I felt like I could already feel him slick against me. Inside me. And when our eyes locked, I had to root myself in place so I didn’t dash over and jump his bones on the spot. The dark waves that framed his handsome face seemed longer than I remembered and he was rocking a bit of stubble that gave him a rugged edge that suited him well.
My brain functioned long enough for me to take a few steps forward. I opened my mouth, not even caring that a bumbled mess was about to come out, but he just rounded an arm around my waist and pulled me to him, lips crushing against mine.
Tongue in my mouth.
Body pulsating as his masculine scent hung in the air around me.
We were in public and making love with our mouths, our hands, and I didn’t care. HIs hands drew up from my behind and I exhaled a moan as he cupped my cheeks, coming up for air.
“Come with me.”
My first thought was ‘hell yes!’ but I was still solidly dazed and aroused and trying to remember how to do anything but kiss him. And now that I knew he was back and missed me, wanted me as much as I wanted him, I had to remind myself to breathe in and out so I didn’t pass out.
I gripped his hand, not paying much attention to where we were headed. To be honest, I’d follow him right off a cliff. I wasn’t thinking clearly or rationally at that moment--and it suited me just fine.
And then I blinked and saw the sign indicating we were heading in the direction of the bathroom.
I was sobering up, but I shrugged off the tiny voice that whispered we were about to out-do every public display of sexiness. I wouldn’t let myself believe it until I followed him into the men’s bathroom.
