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“Not really.”
“This way.” The stairs were impressive branching off to the left and right. The banister was made of chrome. She followed him when he turned to the right.
“Isn’t it a bit big for one person?”
Stopping at the faded red double doors, he pushed it open, stepping aside to allow her entry.
“I’m hoping to fill it with children.” He told her with a grin. She managed to ignore the jumping of her pulse and concentrated on the cozy gold and brown sitting room with yet another fireplace, this one smaller than the one in the living room.
Several windows dominated the space, giving it even more room. She had time to admire it fleetingly before he ushered her into a bedroom that seemed to go on forever.
“I could fit my bedroom into one corner.” She stood in the center and appreciated the huge closet and the antique furnishings. The bed was set on a dais with steps leading up to it and the roof- “Holy crap! I can see the fricking moon and stars. This is breathtaking.”
He found himself flushed with pleasure at her approval.
“Glad you like it.”
“You must spend a lot of time here.”
“Sadly, no.” Taking her hand, he led her over to a sofa “I’m more out than in.”
“We should- “
“No.” He shook his head firmly.
“You don’t even know what I’m going to say.”
“You were going to say we should get on with it.”
She looked at her watch pointedly. “It’s almost ten.”
“Will your car turn into a pumpkin after midnight?”
She wrinkled her nose which sent warmth all through his body. “Very funny. I’m meeting with my agent in the morning. I’m not spending the night.”
“Even though you want to?” He gestured to the big bed. “We could get lost in there.”
“I have a bed.”
“I bet it’s not as nice as this one.”
“Still a bed and it’s firm.”
“This one is out of this world, but we won’t be sleeping.” Picking up her left hand, he smoothed the long, elegant fingers before lifting it to kiss the knuckles, his body tightened when he felt her tremor. “I want to make love to you, slowly, way into the night and next morning.”
She tugged, but he tightened his hold and turned her hand around to press his lips against the soft skin.
“Stop it. Damn you.”
“Shh. Relax and enjoy.” Scooting closer, he pressed his knees against her thighs. “I love the way you did your hair.” One hand crept around her neck to massage the tension there. “Why are you so tight?”
“What the hell are you doing?”
“What does it feel like? Ah, here it is.” He rubbed the knot slowly, his eyes on hers as he used his fingers to get rid of the tension. “I know you’re feeling more relaxed.”
“Brady- “
“More pliable-“ He grinned as her eyes flashed. “Not the right word? Limber then-“ He pressed her back and Macayla figured she could have him on the ground if she wanted to. Or that was what she was telling herself. He braced her back against the cushions and covered her body with his.
