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On Friday, I packed the last dribs and drabs of my possessions, and hugged Jess and Connor.I walked toCake Away,waved to Aunt Laurie through the window, and grabbed a brownie.
And then Rick came to take me to Louisville.
I watched him as he drove.I tried to catalog every detail of his profile, the way he sang along to classic rock off-key, and the way that one unruly lock of hair curled over his forehead.The play of rays of sunshine through the truck window over the koi carp tattoo on his forearm.The softness in his smile when he glanced over at me after stopping at a red light.
We checked into a fabulous hotel.
As Rick gave our details in the lobby, I admired the leather chesterfield sofas, exposed brick walls, and hanging pendant lamps styled like naked bulbs with glowing, bright orange filaments.
“I wish I’d had time to get something a little lacy for tonight,” I murmured to Rick once the elevator doors closed on us.
He pulled me close.“Your naked skin is justfinewith me.Can’t think of anythin’ fancier.”
I snuggled into him, breathed in that perfect scent in the spot where his neck met his shoulder.He settled his chin on top of my hair and we stayed like that until the doors opened on our floor.Rick let us into the room, and I gasped.
The clerk might have saidjunior suite,but this washuge.The bed was enormous, big enough for four people.I found a bathroom with a luxurious claw-footed tubanda walk-in shower, and a little seating area with a faux fireplace.
The suite boasted a stunning view of the city.It was early, the sun still bathing the buildings and streets.
Below, the snaking body of the Ohio River sparkled.
“This is beautiful, Rick.”
He came to stand behind me, enfolding me in his arms and bending to kiss my neck.“Wanted you to have a night to remember.”
“You already gave me nearly three weeks to remember.”
He smiled against my cheek.“Never hurts to be sure you don’t forget me.”
I turned in his arms, looked up into his dear, dear face, and smoothed my hand over his prickly jaw.“How could I?Besides, you’re coming to see me in London.”Or you said you would,I didn’t add.
He might change his mind after I was gone, and that thought opened up a dark pit of dread in my stomach.
But he nodded, and his gaze was firm on mine as he said, “And I intend to, Maddie.”
A man who used his words.
How could I not love him?
Despite the fact the restaurant downstairs looked great, we skipped dinner and ordered room service.
While we waited for it, Rick ran a bath using the rose-scented bubbles provided by the hotel.The air filled with the aromas of cassis and patchouli.
We undressed each other slowly.I kissed every inch of his chest with my greedy fingers, wondering if it was possible to commit the feel of him to my muscle memory.I tried to save specific details to my memory like I had on the drive here; the dark crescents of his lashes against his cheeks.The curve of his biceps.His intricate, fascinating tattoos.The arrow of dark blond hair that led from his navel down to his beautiful, heavy, erect cock.
We bathed each other languidly, like we had all the time in the world.I lay back in his arms, content as the water lapped at the tops of my breasts and Rick stroked lazy patterns on my inner thighs.
I never wanted the night to end.
We made love as the sun set, the nightly spectacle flooding the sixth-floor room with tongues of red and pink and gold, and then we fed each other steak, chips and beautifully tender broccoli, lying in bed.
After I was lax and boneless from food and sex, Rick padded naked to his duffel bag, gave me anexcellentview of his ass as he crouched down to look for something, then came back to bed with a small parcel.
“Made you something.”
Charmed and surprised, I took the prettily wrapped little gift.“I didn’t make you anything.”
