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But I slide down his shaft and enjoy when his eyes roll up. “Never too tired for this.”
Rowan surprises me and sits up so we’re close again. He scoots to the edge of the bed to set his feet on the floor, and I wrap my legs around him. Kissing those lips of his, I lose my head. He takes my ass in his hands and lifts me up and down on him, keeping me on his rhythm this time. But soon, I’m riding him while we make out.
His breaths shorten, as he moves from my lips to my tits and back again. When his grip tightens, I know he’s getting close. We lock eyes, and soon, I’m right there with him. Our past has built to this second, and our future has only just begun. But for now, I kiss him as we come together.
Gasping and glorious, we lay back on the bed, limbs twisted around each other. He pants in my face, “You are incredible.”
“So are you.”
“Supper?”
“I believe this princess has earned grapes in the hot tub.”
He laughs. “Yes, she has. If that’s what you want—
“And while thatisappealing, I’m famished. How about a real dinner?”
“You’ve got it. We have a reservation at nine.”
“Perfect.” But when I try to leave the bed, he grabs me back down to him for another kiss.
“Sorry to delay you—
“Don’t be. Not for that.”
He smiles, and we clean up and dress for dinner. The restaurant overlooks the city, and our candlelit table by the window is lovely. But I have to ask, “Rowan, why this weekend? Is it special or something?”
“Can’t a guy surprise his girlfriend for no reason?”
“Most guys need one.”
He smiles. “You’re the reason, Autumn. You’re why I smile. Why food tastes good again. You showed me how to love again. I don’t need more of a reason than that.”
“I love you, Rowan.”
He reaches out for my hand. “I love you, too, Autumn.”
28
Rowan
Waking up next to Autumn is all I need in life. When I curl up behind her, she snuggles back, and any tension in me melts away from her heat and her presence. I cannot get enough of this woman. But then I hear her stomach growl and know morning fun is out of the question.
Creeping from the bed, I order room service, all of her favorites. When it comes and the server delivers the cart topped with silver domes over our food and a breakfast in bed tray. I load up her breakfast and deliver it, but she’s snoring again.
“Good morning, princess.”
She smiles before she opens her eyes. “What is—
“Eggs Benedict with the eggs over medium and a side of fruit.”
“My favorite!”
“Sit up.” I place the tray over her lap along with the plates, and I’m pretty sure I could get anything I want from her as she moans over the smells.
“Seriously, this is incredible. Between last night’s dinner and this, I’m going to have to run a marathon.”
I chuckle. “Well, we have a big day of walking ahead of us today, so carb up.”
