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He took her hand and led her to the bedroom. It was definitely a man’s room. The bed was unmade and clothes were strewn about. There was no art on the walls, and other than the bed and two night stands, there was only a dresser.
Mindy didn’t care. All she wanted was to be with Eric.
They undressed quickly, each looking at the other and inspecting each area revealed. Eric’s gaze bored into hers and then roamed down her nude body. It felt as if he touched each spot his eyes landed.
“You’re perfect,” he said, moving closer. She had just thought the same thing about his body, but wasn’t able to speak as his mouth covered hers.
They fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs, and he came over her, never breaking the kiss.
Although Mindy was anxious to have him inside her, she also wanted the moment to last. Lazily, she slid her hands down his broad back, enjoying the sensation of his skin under her palms.
Eric didn’t hold back when she wrapped her legs around his slender waist, he thrust in. The thickness of his erection filled her completely and it was all Mindy could do to keep from climaxing. Digging her nails into his back, she lifted her hips to match his drives, taking and giving in time.
They continued making love, nothing existing but each other.
The aroma ofspices would have normally made Tori inhale deeply and smile, but this morning, she wanted to throw up. Had she really done it? Almost had sex with Tobias?
After all the years of maintaining the type of relationship that guaranteed they’d not like each other, twice they’d allowed passion to overtake all reason.
Her temples thudded and her mouth felt as if she’d stuffed it full of cotton. After returning home, she’d drunk an entire bottle of wine and then started on a second one. Now she was paying a price for two dumb things.
“Good afternoon,” Jessie called out with a bright smile. “You look like crap.”
“Thanks,” Tori said and trudged to the coffee station. “I feel like it, too. Someone slammed my head against every wall in my house and then poured sand in my mouth.”
“Wine or liquor?” Jessie asked, holding up a bottle of aspirin. “Either way, we’ve got it covered, you need to take a couple of these, have a bowl of minestrone and go sleep it off.”
True, she wasn’t going to be any good the way she was feeling and sleeping would provide a respite from having to think about what she’d done.
“Yeah. I’ll just check with Marco and see if he needs anything.”
“He just went to the market, won’t be back for an hour.”
Tori lifted the dark coffee and drank it down. Although a bit too hot, she didn’t feel a need to care. “I’m going home. Call me if anything comes up.”
The dings ofher cell phone woke her and Tori opened her eyes slowly. First one and then the other. No thudding, and although a bit thirsty, her mouth wasn’t as dry. She peeked at the display to find it was already three in the afternoon.
It had been a long time since she’d slept a day away.
The text was from Tobias.
Last night didn’t change things
If anything, it proved that I need to do this
I’m still getting married.
She stared at the display and typed back.
Last night was truly a mistake
I don’t care what you do
It was tempting to add the word dumbass, but she refrained. If the idiot wanted to make a mistake and end up with a second divorce, that was his choice. From now on, she’d stay out of any Hamilton issues. She wasn’t part of the family and although his mother tried to keep her in the loop, it was time to cut that tie.
She slid from the bed and went to the shower. The hot water cascading over her skin helped wash away the night of bad choices. Once done, she hurried to the bedroom and pulled on clothes; jeans and a simple t-shirt. She slid on some tennis shoes and then dug in her drawer and pulled out the engagement ring.
With a small drawstring bag tucked safely in her purse, she went out.
