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“Yeah,” I nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed to slip the heels on. “We didn’t eat any lunch.”
“I think there’s an Italian restaurant not too far from here. Sound good?” He asked.
“Mhmm,” my stomach growled. “I love pasta.”
“It’s settled then,” he smiled, grabbing his keys and spinning them around on his finger. “Let’s go,” he held the hotel room door open for me.
I wobbled unsteadily in my heels and he grasped my forearm. “Careful there,” he chuckled, releasing me when he was sure I wasn’t going to fall over.
“Sorry,” my cheeks colored. “But these are really high.”
“I guess I have the perfect excuse to hold you all night,” he winked, letting the door slam closed behind us and setting his large hand above my waist.
“Since when has that stopped you?”
“Good point,” he pushed his hair out of his eyes. He was in need of a haircut but I kind of liked his hair shaggier so I hadn’t said anything. Feeling my eyes on him, his gaze flicked down at me. “Why are you staring at me? Do I have toothpaste on my mouth or something?” He scrubbed the back of his hand over his mouth, stepping into the elevator.
“No,” I laughed. “That’s not what it is.”
“Then what is it?” His hand fell away from his mouth.
“Nothing,” I shook my head, fighting a blush.
“Tell me,” he coaxed in a raspy voice, pushing me against the wall of the elevator and skimming his hands up the bare expanse of my arms.
My eyes fluttered closed and I swallowed thickly.
“Olivia,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my cheek.
“I just…”
“You just what?” He prompted when I lost my voice.
“I like your hair longer,” I admitted.
I opened my eyes to see him smiling. “See? Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?”
I shook my head.
He chuckled, sweeping his fingers over the curves of my breasts. I shivered in response. My mouth fell open slightly and a breathy gasp escaped.
“I love how,” his fingers glided back over my chest, “even after all this time, you’re still affected by everything I do to you.”
I bit my lip to hold back a moan as the elevator doors opened.
I opened my eyes to find a family of four standing in the lobby looking at us with disgust. Oops.
Stifling a laugh, I let Trace lead me out of the elevator and to the car.
“I’m really glad I didn’t have you pinned against the wall, screaming my name. I don’t think they would’ve approved,” he mused.
I punched his stomach and he grunted from the impact.
“What was that for?” He asked, trying to regain his breath.
“What do you think it was for?” I countered. “Can’t you make things sound…not so sexual?” I squirmed.
He grinned boyishly, unlocking the car and holding the door open for me. “Come on, Olivia. Where’s the fun in that? Besides, I totally and completely meant that in a sexual way.”
