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Especially the three separate slices of the day in which they ended up rolling about on the floor, pressed against her door, and, as precarious as it was, fucking on her staircase.
“You’re incorrigible,” Tess said after that third bout of lovemaking, which had come at the end of their day. They’d already been on their way to sleep upstairs when her shapely butt had drawn his hands to it. To no one’s surprise, it had led to another raucous undertaking of feverish lovemaking.
He shrugged unapologetically. “You’ve got to stop enticing me if you don’t want more.”
“Enticing you? All I was doing was walking up the stairs.”
“In a really sexy manner.”
“In mynormalmanner.”
“Yeah, which happens to be a really sexy manner.”
Snorting and rolling her eyes, Tess’s lips couldn’t keep the amusement away from their corners. “Well, I’ll just try and figure out a way to walk in an unsexy manner so we can both climb a staircase together without you needing to have your way with me.”
“Good luck,” he said, grinning.
Sighing and shaking her head at him, she completed her journey to the top of the steps, glancing “warily” over her shoulder with every other step. Joining her, the two of them remained rooted in place, each of their backs to the respective paths to their bedrooms.
Uncertainty and something akin to guilt kernelled in Tess’s eyes, spreading gradually but steadily into the rest of her expression. Liam could figure out why. He also knew—he’d thought about it a few times today—how he intended to respond.
“Goodnight, Tess,” he said, stealing a kiss. Yet, as his lips sought to pull back, Tess suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, elongating their kiss, which burned with fiery passion before it ended. As far as apologies went, which it was one, even though there wasnothingthat Liam believed the most wonderful woman in the world needed to apologize to him about, it was certainly in the highest echelon.
“We’ll have a wonderful time tomorrow,” Tess said, though her uncertainty remained.
“No doubt about it. Sleep well. Maybe come wake me up if you wake up before I do.”
The worry ebbed, replaced by a broad smile. Tess knew he understood, and she knew he was okay with the wall that remained. He wouldn’t ever try to hop over it or undermine its foundations. When she was ready, he would be ready. That was all it needed to be.
“I’ll see you once I open my eyes,” she promised.
Heart practically erupting with joy, he nodded. “Good!”
Chapter Thirty-One
One Door Over
An offer arrived midway through Tess’s arousing rousing of him. She had woken up before him and, adorned in a seductive negligee, had snuck into the guestroom where he slumbered. Within about a minute, her lips, working his cock to rigidity, had brought him to consciousness. Given that and another shared shower that followed, he didn’t see Anna’s invitation until a little after ten.
If you’re available to, I’m available to go shopping for something that you can wear on New Year’s Eve.
“No time like the present,” Tess said when he informed her about the offer. “Anna has a good fashion sense, so I’m certain she’ll help you find a good look.”
“And I’ll make sure I keep it hidden from you until New Year’s Eve,” he said, turning around her plans on her.
“Oh? So, then, I shouldn’t be in one of my honorable mentions when you get back here?”
Face heating up at the prospect, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “No, you absolutely should!”
“I’ll think about it,” was as far as Tess would go for the remainder of his time at her place.
Having made the plans for noon, Liam left for Mercer’s Gentleman Shoppe half an hour before then. About halfway through his drive, he realized he’d forgotten to check their prices. Or if they did rentals for non-tuxedos.
My poor bank account,Liam thought, exhaling as he pulled into the parking lot in front of a whitewashed stone building with massive glass windows, behind which mannequins wearing men’s luxury clothing showed off their wares. Above its double doors, imprinted in gold letters,Mercer’s Gentleman Shoppe, 1874congratulated the business for having made it just one year away from having existed for a century and a half.
“If this were next year, maybe there’d be a big sale to celebrate,” he grumbled as he climbed out of his car.
His dismay slightly diminished as a young woman in the SUV next to him exited it at the same time. It was as Anna as could be that she’d beaten him here, probably by five to ten minutes. The beautiful woman immediately joined him on the sidewalk, smiling brightly.
