Page 105 of More Than Just Friends

‘Oh yeah!’ She rubbed her eyes before opening them. ‘Still can’t believe that!’

When Ali had gone to see Halle last night, there was a stylist in the suite who asked Ali if she wanted to choose something to wear. Free of charge. All courtesy of the Love Hotel.

Even though Ali would have to return it, apparently she knew from the label and fit that it was expensive.

‘I can’t wait to see you in it,’ I said. ‘But I have to admit that I’m also looking forward to peeling it off you later.’

‘Such a pervert.’ She laughed.

‘But I’m your pervert.’

‘You are!’ She smiled. ‘Shall we order room service for breakfast?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Okey-dokey. I’m on it!’

After we’d eaten breakfast, I returned to my room to shower. Then I’d chilled for a while before getting dressed. Ali had just texted to say she was ready, so I was now heading back to her room to meet her, then we’d go to the terrace where the wedding would be taking place.

‘Just a sec!’ Ali called out after I’d knocked her door.

When she opened it a minute later my jaw crashed to the ground.

‘Wow.’ My eyes popped. ‘You look incredible, Ali.’

She always looked beautiful, but she was right about that dress. It really was something special. It was a navy blue silk dress that clung to her curves and made me think of lots of sinful things I’d like to do to her in it.

Damn.

I couldn’t believe that I got to go to the wedding with her. Not as her best friend. But as something more.

We hadn’t put a label on it or anything, but I was confident it was only a matter of time before things were official between us.

I was the luckiest man in the world.

‘You’re looking pretty hunky yourself.’ She grinned. ‘Still can’t believe that was a word that people actually used.’

‘Thanks.’ I leant forward to kiss her but paused halfway.

‘Why’d you stop?’ she asked.

‘I didn’t want to mess up your lipstick.’

‘Don’t worry about that. I’ve got more in my handbag.’

Ali wrapped her arms around my waist, then pressed her lips on mine and kissed me like it’d been years since we’d last seen each other, rather than hours.

As she deepened the kiss, desire and relief flooded my veins.

Desire for obvious reasons. The woman I’d loved since I was a kid was voluntarily snogging me.

And relief because this kiss told me everything I needed to know.

Ali was into me.

She wanted this.

It wasn’t just a holiday thing or something she was doing for ‘comfort’.