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Tamara and I exchange wide-eyed glances.
Regaining her ability to speak first, Tam lowers her voice, “I have to hand it to you Rex, you sound very convincing. Thanks for stepping up.”
“I’m not trying to sound convincing.” Rex leans across me, his shoulder brushing my breast. With heat swirling in my core, my nipples pucker at the dark desire I see in his eyes.
Rex continues, “What you see is the real thing. Heather’s been my dream girl ever since we first met. If anything, I should be thanking you and Stefan for bringing us together.”
The intensity of emotion in his statement is almost too much to take in. The thought of us being a couple after what is quickly turning into an unexpected fairy-tale is beyond crazy.
There’s no way Rex Stafford, sexiest EMT in Pineville, would want anything more with me than an easy fling on a faraway tropical island, right?
6
Rex
The flight races by. I’ve never spent so much up close and personal time with someone, and still crave more than I have with Heather.
I knew she had a sense of humor buried beneath all her snarky putdowns, but discovering we know a lot of the same people makes our being together feel inevitable. Last year, when I found out she was engaged, I wondered how the universe could be so cruel as to introduce me to the woman of my dreams only to put her out of reach.
It had put me into a funk. Everyone around me tried setting me up, but no one had any luck. I kept sending the women back to their former boyfriends.
Now here I am, holding her hand, descending from a private plane, riding in a limo, and checking into a hotel suite perfect for seduction. All thanks to that drunk guy with a knife. As soon as we get back, I’m sending him a gift basket.
I unlock the door and wait for Heather to walk into the swanky suite. My eyes focus on the tempting swing of her hips as she tours the main room, standing at the French doors where a private infinity pool is all lit up with blue lights.
“You up for a swim tonight?” Please say yes.
“But I thought you said you can’t get your leg wet?” Heather turns, her look full of concern.
Damn. Okay, new plan. “Right. I forgot. How about a movie and some room service?”
Her lips lift, but it can’t hide the tiredness around her eyes. It’s been a long day, but I’m hoping to convince her that staying up a bit longer will be worth it. We can sleep in tomorrow.
“Rex Stafford, did you just ‘Netflix and chill’ me?” She chuckles.
I flash her a grin and take a step toward her, but something bulky knocks against my injured thigh. I’m still holding onto our bags. Heading toward the bedroom, the ache in my leg increases, reminding me that ripping up the prescription for pain meds maybe wasn’t the best idea I’ve ever had. Pretty sure I have some over-the-counter painkillers, I set the luggage on the rack in the closet, rummaging through my shaving kit before heading into the bathroom.
She follows me and when I look into the mirror after swallowing two tablets, she has her nurse face on. Not that I don’t appreciate her concern. It’s one of the things I find attractive about Heather. Taking care of others is something we have in common, and I’d be a liar if I didn’t say it’s a huge turn on.
But right now, I want her to play naughty nurse to my needy patient. The ache in my thigh has nothing on the one between my legs and it is in desperate need of her very special attention.
With great care to not put further pressure on my leg, I spin slowly from the sink and close the distance between us in two strides.
“If you’re not up for a movie, how about we pick up where we left off?” I step as close to her as I can without touching her, crowding her on purpose so she’ll have to move to let me pass. But I don’t want to pass. I want to scoop her up and toss her onto the bed. Well, maybe not scoop, since I’m not sure if I should be testing my leg so soon.
A flash of her on top of me, ensuring my leg remains out of harm’s way, sends all my blood to my dick. Rational thought escapes me.
“And where exactly did we leave off?” Her voice comes out in a raspy whisper.
“In the galley. Before we were interrupted.” I dip down to her ear but change direction. A spot on her neck pulses, so I lick it. Too good of an opportunity to pass up.
If she denies what is happening between us, then I’ll double my efforts tomorrow and show her how good we could be together.
The pain in my leg is now forgotten. The little hitches in her breathing are an unexpected turn on.
“Heather. Tell me what you want. You want me to back off? I will. I’ll need the coldest shower I’ve ever taken, but I’ll do it. Because I want our first time together to be free of any doubts, to be special for you.”
Her eyes go wide, her pupils dilate, and her breathing shallows. These are not the signs of a person in distress that I’ve been trained to look for. Pure desire. For me. Thank fuck. Placing my forehead on hers, I place my hands above her head. If I touch her anywhere else, there’ll be no more talking. My control is close to slipping. I need her to say she wants this, me, above everything else.
