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Smoothing her hair, I said, “Sleep, sweetheart. We have all night.”
“And so much more to try,” she said softly as she fell asleep.
My body couldn’t move if I wanted it to. I’d never been so relaxed. Having her in my arms was like holding a piece of heaven in your hands. It was amazing. I didn’t want it to end. But I wasn’t sure if it was just a dream, or really happening, because nothing real could ever be this good.
Guess, we'll find out if it is just as good when we move to my bedroom.
CHAPTER12
Venus
I rolled over only to find that the sheets on the other side of the bed were cold. It wasn’t a dream. My body reminded me of that. Not that I was complaining, but there were parts of me that were a bit sore from all the sweet attention it had gotten over the last twelve hours.
Declan had promised to show me how beautiful sex could be. Never thought he’d be showing me all night long, but he fulfilled his promise, and then some. I wasn’t ignorant to what sex was, or how it worked. But nothing I’d read or watched prepared me for how truly explosive it could be. Fireworks? Yeah, might have seen them. The stars, well I surpassed them when I came so strong that I felt like I left the universe, never mind floating off the sheets. Even now my body still tingled just thinking about his touch.
With a moan, I rolled over, grabbed his pillow, and buried my face into it. His musky, masculine scent lingered. It’d be so easy to close my eyes again and enjoy sweet dreams of what we’d shared last night, but no dream was going to be as good as the real thing.
We hadn’t made many plans, but we knew we would be there at least one more night until a solid plan could be formulated. The only thing we had agreed on was it wouldn’t be on a boat. Not that I disliked them, but I might need a little more time before I was ready to be that far out in the ocean again.
Sighing, I gave up hope of Declan returning to bed. Vaguely, there was a memory of Declan mentioning something about breakfast or maybe it was lunch. Either sounded good to me right now. I hadn’t eaten anything since we arrived at the hotel last night.
Dragging myself out of the bed, I went to see if he was in the living room. He wasn’t. Not in his room either. Since I was alone, I decided to make use of the shower and get ready for the day. Not that I wanted to go sightseeing, but this wasn’t going to qualify as a vacation if I spent the entire time in my room.
Who am I kidding? Declan making love to me all night is one hell of a vacation.
Once I was showered and dressed, I decided to unpack a little. Not that I planned on going anywhere that required a dress, but they would be too wrinkled to wear if I didn’t get them hung up soon.
I had dragged that out as long as I could, and Declan still hadn’t returned. He probably was giving me the chance to catch up on the sleep I didn’t get last night, but I wish I knew where he was.
My cell phone rang and I rushed to my purse to answer it. Trying not to be disappointed, I answered the call. “Hi MaKayla. How's married life?”
“Mom, you’re okay. Thank God,” she said, her voice filled with panic.
“Of course, I am. Why?“ I asked.
“You didn’t see the news?” she questioned.
“Obviously not. What major world event has you so worried?” I asked. With MaKayla it could be anything. She had been a ball of nerves since before the wedding. I hoped it would have calmed down since she said I do, but it didn’t. Not sure why.
“They said world-renowned Declan O’Leary, lost at sea. You can only imagine what I thought. That you had perished with him. I’ve been scared to death that I’d never see you again,” she said, sobbing.
Perished?
If I didn’t know that was false, I’d be just as panicked as MaKayla. And I felt horrible thinking that she read that on the internet. Damn it. I should’ve contacted her last night when I arrived at the hotel, but I got sidetracked by Declan’s sexy, half-naked body. Not really a good excuse, but it’s all I had. If I’d called her, she wouldn’t have stressed out this long. I could've shut it down before it got out of hand.
Thinking more about it, I was sure there was a part of her that had been wondering if I had been lost at sea too. Thankfully, she wasn’t alone. I knew Damien kept her as calm as possible, but it must’ve been hell for her as she worried about it anyway. “He didn’t die. Neither of us did.”
“But the news said that he was sailing, and the boat was lost at sea,” she stated, although I heard the relief in her voice, it was as though she was still processing it all.
“And I raised you to know that you can’t always believe what you read. Since you’re not having a conversation with a ghost, then you can rest easy that I’m alive and well. And I can vouch for his well-being too. The sailboat on the other hand, well, that’s a goner,” I replied.
I heard her gasp. “Mom, it really sank?”
“It did,” I said. “That part they got right.”
“I knew you shouldn’t have gone with him. You could’ve been killed,” she sobbed all over again.
I wanted to reach through the phone and hug her. But it was up to Damien now to console her. It was something I needed to get used to, and so did she. I was on the other side of the world right now, but no matter what, I wasn’t going to be living in New York. Don’t know where I was going to live, but it wasn’t there.
