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"Nah. Elena's just being considerate."
THIRTY-TWO
We did not walk. We went out the front door, saw a cab, and decided speed was of the essence.
We tactfully avoided making out in the cab or the elevator. Once we got the room door open, though, all bets were off. Adam had me inside and up against the wall before the door swung shut.
As I started to kiss him back, I caught a glimpse of the room over his shoulder and stopped.
"I don't think we've been nearly as discreet as we thought," I said as I nodded at the king-size bed.
He turned to look. "Nope, apparently we weren't."
I laughed and pulled him close. Before our lips could touch, he backed up. He looked over his shoulder at the bed, then at me. "I think we should wait," he said.
"What?"
He put his hands on my shoulders. "Let's not rush into this."
"Rush?" I sputtered.
"I want you to be sure, Savannah."
"Hell, yes, I'm sure. I've never been more sure . . ."
I caught the glitter in his eyes then. The twist of his mouth, like he was biting his cheek to keep from laughing.
"You . . . you . . ."
He let out a whoop of a laugh. "Sorry. I had to. The look on your face . . ." He was laughing too hard to finish his sentence, hands falling from my shoulders.
I narrowed my eyes and took a step toward him. "May I remind you that my spells are much improved?"
"Sorry." His hand went up as he choked on a laugh. When I glowered, he reached for me, hands going to my hips. "Come here."
"Mmm, maybe not." I backed away.
He moved forward, putting his hands on my hips again, warming me through my jeans as his lips went to my ear. "I'll make it up to you."
I grasped his wrists and pushed his hands away. "No, I think you might have a point. We are rushing things and it's not like we really need to do this now."
"Umm . . ."
"I know I don't."
; I kept backing up. He started to step forward, then stopped himself. The start of a smile disappeared in a flicker of uncertainty, as if he was pretty sure I was joking--really hoped I was joking--but wasn't completely sure.
I started unbuttoning my shirt. He grinned and tried to grab me again, but I put my hand against his chest.
"Uh-uh."
"But . . ." He gestured at my open shirt buttons.
"We told Elena we were getting some rest. I'm not going to nap in my clothing."
I unbuttoned the shirt halfway, then flicked open the clasp on my jeans and shimmied them down. I took the clip from my hair next and shook it out. Then I finished with the shirt, letting it fall open. Adam let out a soft breath.
