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“Welcome to The Beaumont!” the innkeeper greets us, her eyes sparkling with warmth. “I’m Mrs. Harper, and I’ll be taking care of you during your stay. Your suite is ready, so please follow me.”
We trail behind her, taking in the sumptuous details of the mansion, from the antique furniture to the intricate wallpaper. I imagine what it would be like to paint each room, capturing the essence of its beauty.
“Here we are,” Mrs. Harper announces, unlocking the door to our room. “I hope you enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Harper,” Percival says with that charming smile of his, effortlessly disarming the older woman.
“There is a good restaurant at the patio. The chef does an amazing job, if you’re feeling hungry… or you can order room service.” She adds with a confident smile. My stomach grumbles at the thought, but considering how fancy Percival is making this trip for me, I can’t help but imagine the big dent this is causing on his bank account.
Stepping inside, my breath catches at the sight of the three adjoining rooms—two with luxurious king-sized beds and the other with a cozy fireplace and plush armchairs. The atmosphere is simultaneously romantic and elegant, stirring a mix of excitement and nervousness within me.
“Wow, this place is incredible.” Percival pulls me back to the moment, his eyes wide with wonder.
“Very,” I sign, feeling the weight of our decision to spend the night together. “It’s so different from my usual life.”
“And you haven’t seen it all yet,” he grins, his enthusiasm like fuel on the fire of my anxiety. “Who knows? Maybe we’ll discover something new along the way.”
I nod, hoping that he’s right. This is uncharted territory for both of us, but there’s no one else I’d rather explore it with than Percival—the charming, shirtless wonder who saved my life and captured my heart.
“Let’s make the most of this experience,” he says, reaching out to squeeze my hand. “Starting with some amazing food at that restaurant Mrs. Harper recommended. What do you say?”
“I second the motion,” I sign, allowing myself to get swept up. As we prepare to leave the suite and explore the town, I feel a thrilling sense of anticipation, wondering where this journey will take us next.
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After our plates were cleared at the restaurant, we run back to our room. The instant the door clicks shut behind us, an electric charge crackles in the air. It’s as if we’ve stepped into our own little universe of longing and desire, separate from the rest of the world.
“Spencer,” Percival breathes, his voice laden with warmth. He steps closer, and I can hardly breathe as the space between us dwindles to nothing.
“Hi,” is all I manage to sign, my fingers trembling. His eyes lock onto mine, those brown irises of emotion that have haunted me since the day we met.
Without another word, he pulls me into a fierce embrace, our bodies pressed together as if trying to make up for the time spent apart. Our lips meet in a passionate dance, the taste of him like a drug I didn’t know I craved.
“God, I’ve missed this,” he pulls back, so I can read his lips. A shiver runs down my spine, and a soft moan leaves my mouth.
“Me, too,” I admit, my hands roaming over the hard planes of his chest, tingling with each pulse of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips.
“Spencer,” Percival says softly, his hands cupping my face, “tonight could be… special.” There’s a question hidden in his words, a silent request for permission. My heart hammers in my chest, thrill and uncertainty.
“Special?” I sign hesitantly, searching his eyes for answers. The truth is, I want him—I crave the connection, the intimacy. But am I ready for that step? What if it changes everything?
“Only if you’re ready,” he assures me, his thumb stroking my cheek tenderly. “I don’t want to push you, Spencer. We can just enjoy each other’s company if that’s what you want.”
“Thank you,” I sign, relief flooding through me. It’s not that I don’t trust him—it’s just that I need time to process my emotions, to understand what this could mean for us.
“Whatever makes you happy,” he smiles, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “Let’s make tonight a good time—no expectations, no pressure. Just the two of us exploring this beautiful place together.”
“Sounds perfect,” I reply, my heart swelling with gratitude. Together, we make our way over to the plush armchairs by the fireplace, settling in to plan our evening. The fire crackles and pops, casting flickering shadows on the walls as we share laughter and stories, creating memories that will last a lifetime.
And though part of me still yearns for the happiest ending, I know we’re forging something special—a bond that transcends mere physical passion. In this moment, it’s enough.
The firelight flickers on Percival’s face, the shadows accentuating his strong jawline and chiseled cheekbones. He smiles at me, that irresistible grin that makes my heart flutter in my chest.
“Spencer,” he says softly, reaching out to take my hand. “I want you to know that I’m here for you, no matter what. If you’re not ready for that next step, I’m willing to wait. We can make this night about anything you want.”
I feel a swell of gratitude wash over me, and my fingers squeeze his gently. “Thank you, Percival,” I sign, knowing how important it is for him to understand my needs.
“Of course,” he replies with a wink. “Now, I think I’ll go get cleaned up. I got a little sweaty from all that excitement earlier.” He raises an eyebrow playfully, making me giggle.
