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“It is, but I didn’t make it.”
“The guys know we’re here?” Piper wrinkled her nose. “They’re mocking my purity assist?”
“No, of course not. Well, some of them are. A few know I’m here, but they don’t know who I’m with.”
Piper bit her lip and took a step back like he’d given her a worse answer.
The guys had really screwed this up for him. Mikah sighed and shoved his clothes back into his bag. “Reading your expression, we’re leaving.”
“Yes.”
“I wanted to hear that so bad last night.” Raw honesty spilled from his lips, and he couldn’t hold back the truthful but weak words.
“Then plan better.” Her voice had no sympathy.
Piper was flat out qualifying as high maintenance at this point. Did he care? Not if it meant he still had a shot of getting his hands on her. Was he going to kick Kiernan’s ass for the extra thick condom joke? Twice.
* * *
One week and daily sweet texts from Mikah later, Piper met Mikah at a lovely hill country resort, wearing a gorgeous pink dress with a sexy front zipper, and their romance was back on track. Their suite had a beautiful rustic vibe. They’d dined on their private balcony overlooking acres of rolling fields. In the spring when the lavender bloomed, she could imagine the landscape taking her breath. Right in this moment, only Mikah had that honor.
Mikah drew the curtains on the sunset. He held out his arms to her.
Piper stepped into his embrace, tonight had been perfect. She kissed him and toed off her shoes. The move was teasing because it took her mouth out of his reach unless they changed to a flatter surface. She grinned and slowly tugged her front zipper down, revealing her lacy sheer pink bra. “Thanks for tonight.”
Mikah’s cobalt gaze glued to her cleavage and filled with appreciation.
Piper stopped unzipping when she reached her navel
Mikah raised his eyes to find hers, his expression held affection and eager anticipation. “Thank you.”
He pulled off his shirt.
Wow.
His beauty froze her for a moment. Letting her dress gape open, Piper strode closer and ran her fingers from his waistband and up over his chest to his shoulders. His skin was warm under her hands, and firm like marble. His muscles flexed, and he shifted under her touch, showing her how real he was.
Exciting.
Mikah edged his hands inside her dress and flattened his hands on her abdomen, matching her moves. “You’re so gorgeous.”
Tingles radiated through her, and Piper sucked in a breath, wow, magic. Her nipples tightened, her core melted.
Mikah lowered his mouth to her, and the kiss quickly became more carnal, tongues, teeth. Wet, open, stoking her need. He tugged her zipper lower, making the fabric widen.
Piper pressed up against him. Her softness to his hardness, delicious. She writhed against him to chase more of the sensations, and the movements worked. She repeated the motions slower and then faster. “Ah.”
“Piper.” Mikah’s tone was appreciative in a dark, sensual way. His hands went to her bum, and he lifted her against him.
Piper crossed her legs around his waist and squeezed. The delicate skin of her inner thighs was sensitive to his every movement. “Mmm. I love how strong you are.” She sounded breathy.
He placed her on the edge of the dresser and kissed her deeper, lighter, and then pulled back. “You’re so soft.” He slid her dress off her arms. The fabric pooled at her hips. He traced his fingertips up and down her back and sucked on the skin of her neck using his teeth and tongue.
Zings raced down to her toes and back up in an erratic arousing pattern. “Yeah?” Her coherence was dimming. “I had a spa day recently.” She could laugh about it now. She smiled.
Mikah chuckled. “Me too.”
“Touch me more.”
