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It scared the shit out of me.
“We should go.”
“Oh—sure, okay.”
My abrupt tone had clearly surprised Lucy, but she took it in stride, getting to her feet and taking in the view one last time before smiling at me and turning back to the trail. I followed in silence, lost in my thoughts. We only had the rest of the day and tonight left before we parted ways for good.
We’d never made any promises to each other. How could I, when I could be sent anywhere on the planet next week? And how could she, fresh off an awful marriage and still trying to find her feet? No. I’d just have to take this momentary peace for the gift it was.
Maybe, if I was really lucky, it could sustain me for a while.
CHAPTER8
Lucy
Had it really only been three days? Bizarre. I lay sprawled on the hotel bed, admiring Dante’s naked back. He was sitting on the end of the bed in gray sweats, flipping through channels on the big screen television. My mind wandered back to Friday night, sitting alone in that bar, feeling like such a loser. So much had changed, yet everything was still the same.
I’d never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would meet a man that could do to me, or bring out in me, what Dante did. I had to stifle a giggle, imagining how Richard would have reacted if I’d ever tried to give him a blow job in public like I’d done to Dante this morning. He would have had a fit.
But here I was, flying out first thing in the morning, going back to my old life, living pretty much like I had since I left Richard. Work, family, friends. Rinse, repeat. Except for the first time in my whole life, I didn’t really have a plan. That should have scared me, but lying here waiting for Dante to choose a movie for us to watch, I didn’t feel scared at all.
“What are you in the mood for?”
You, always you.I almost said, but I bit it back. “Maverick?”
“Get fucked.”
I laughed out loud. “What? I like perving on hot air force pilots.”
“Well, I don’t.” He flashed me a grin, enjoying the joke. “Glass Onion?”
“Yes, please! I’ve been meaning to watch that.”
“And for dinner?”
“I’m happy with a burger and fries.”
“Perfect. I’ll have the same. Can you order? I just have to call Stef to find out when she gets in tomorrow afternoon.”
“Sure.”
Our last night together was spent curled up in bed watching a fun movie, eating greasy, salty delicious food. My idea of the perfect night. I just couldn’t let myself think about the fact that it was our last.
As soon as the movie was over, Dante dropped our food trays on the floor in the hallway and, coming back inside, took a flying leap and jumped onto the bed. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me hungrily. I responded instantly, wrapping myself around him and kissing him back, acutely aware that I had to make the most of our last few hours together.
* * *
“What’s the time?” I whispered.
“Five thirty.”
I rolled over, snuggling into Dante, throwing my leg over his hip. “So I’ve got about an hour…”
“Yeah.”
It wasn’t nearly long enough. Did Dante feel the same way? Maybe. Because this time when we had sex, it felt entirely different. He kissed me endlessly, slowly building the heat between us with soft, careful touches, like I was made of glass. He went down on me, holding my hands while I came, then kissed his way back up my body, letting me taste myself on his lips.
Then he started all over again, building the fire afresh until I was aching for him. When he finally crawled on top of me, he braced his elbows either side of my head, watching me as he thrust inside, his eyes holding me with their intensity. I felt the world fade away, with no thoughts of the past or the future. There was only the present. Me. And Dante. And this… whatever this was.
