Page 56 of Tell Me Something

He reached over and took my hand. In that moment he didn’t seem to care who saw it. “I’m impressed that you could keep your focus on school. A lot of people wouldn’t have been able to. A 4.0 at Stanford is commendable, especially given what you were going through.”

“Thank you. Now enough of the sad talk. I wish I had better stories to tell you, but maybe I can make up for it in law school. I have a feeling you have plenty that you aren’t telling me. Perhaps I can get them from Mark or Brian?”

He smiled, and we went on talking about a lot of things, ranging from where we grew up to our favorite movies and things to do. It made the flight go by quickly, but more important, it made me appreciate how much I enjoyed talking with Josh and getting to know him. Even if I didn’t believe in any relationship actually lasting, it was still important to feel a connection in the moment.

I COULD HARDLY CONTAIN my enthusiasm when we traveled into London from the airport, and I got my first glimpse of Big Ben. When I found Josh’s eyes on me, I gave him a smile. “All this history in a modern city is amazing.”

He returned my smile and hooked my pinky. It seemed to be our car ritual. The simple gesture made me flush with pleasure.

We traveled to the hotel, which was in the financial district of London. My breath stuttered when I caught sight of the classical architecture. “Even the hotel is amazing.”

The driver opened up my door, and we walked into the lobby of the Chancery Court Hotel. The entrance smelled like Japanese cherry trees and looked like a London postcard, with high ceilings and large flower arrangements. It was classy and elegant, and I instantly loved everything about it. I checked us in and smiled at the British woman behind the counter with her sophisticated accent.

As we made our way to the elevators, I glanced down at the room numbers and realized we were next to each other. “There must be a mistake. They have me booked next to you in another suite.” I was about to step off the elevator and go back to the front desk.

Josh’s hand took my arm, pulling me back in. “It’s not a mistake. I asked Maria to ensure we had adjoining rooms, explaining that I needed you close by.”

I was speechless for a moment. Then on the top floor, we got off the elevator and walked down the hall to our respective rooms.

After stepping into my lovely suite, I smiled at the spacious room, complete with a sitting area and a large bathroom. I unpacked my evening dress and hung it up, then did the same with my suits for the week. Exhaustion had started to set in with all of the travel and once again, I wondered how Josh managed it.

A soft knock camenot from the main door but from the one on the side. Ah, right, the adjoining rooms. Opening the door, I smiled at Josh standing there.

When he saw my face, he frowned. “You’re tired. You should get some sleep.”

I imagined I had dark circles under my eyes, and I didn’t bother to stifle my yawn. “It’s not even nine o’clock, but I feel like I could probably crash.”

He gave me a quick kiss and stroked my cheek. “I’ll see you in the morning.” He closed the door halfway, allowing me some privacy.

I WOKE UP AFTER MIDNIGHT, London time, and saw light coming under the shared door to Josh’s room. After quickly brushing my teeth and ensuring my hair wasn’t sticking up all over, I padded quietly over to the adjoining door and opened it slightly.

He was propped up in bed with reading glasses on, working on his laptop. He was the absolute epitome of sexy, I thought, smiling.

He looked up and met my eyes. “Hey, you. Feeling better?”

I nodded and climbed up onto the end of the bed, enjoying the way his brows raised in surprise. The surprise turned into a smile when I crawled up and straddled his hips. After removing his reading glasses and putting the laptop aside, my hands skimmed over his chest. “Hi,” I breathed.

“Hi, yourself. I guess someone got a power nap.” He rubbed my back.

I bit my lip and put my hands on his bare chest. “You are so sexy like this.”

Doubt was reflected in his gaze. “With my reading glasses and a laptop?”

“Mm hmm.” I dipped my lips to his neck where I worked little kisses and nibbles back up toward his delectable mouth. I could feel his hands moving down my hips and then cupping my backside. I shimmied down the length of his body so that I could move the sheet to expose him in nothing but boxers.

I felt him harden when I slipped my hands down to stroke his flesh. He felt like silk and grew larger as I moved my hands down the length of him.

His eyes focused on me. “Haylee,” he whispered.

Simply saying my name had me completely undone. I ran my fingers over his taut abs and traced the vee down to his hips.

“Tell me something,” he requested.

I gave him a sexy smile. “When you say my name like that it makes me instantly wet.”

He smiled roguishly. “Haylee, Haylee, Haylee.”

I couldn’t help giggling. “Now tell me something,” I returned, feeling his hands pull down my panties.