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Hank had an early flight, so we said goodnight and walked up to the hotel room. He’d retreated into himself again and I was too tired to try to distract him—and I didn’t want another lecture about what I should do.
The door to the room clicked shut behind us then we were on each other. Hank walked me back until we fell on the bed, my arms around his neck and our lips locked together.
“God, I’m going to miss you,” he said, his mouth kissing down my body.
“Me too. So, so much.” My head arched back as his face settled between my legs.
He was pulling off his clothes as he worked on me, his tongue cleverly sending me into my first wave of tingles and clenching. Then I put my feet on his chest, and he thrust into me, standing on the floor with his hands gripping my thighs.
I ran my hands over my breasts and down to where our bodies joined as he watched me through narrowed eyes. His muscular chest flexed as his hips pumped forward. The tendons on his neck stood out and his mouth opened. He was gorgeous, the handsome boy next door with solemn eyes. I came and then he did too, reaching down to hold my hand.
Afterwards he packed while I took a quick shower and got ready for bed. He had to leave at four in the morning to catch his flight and be back in time to shoulder all the burdens he had waiting for him. It’s not that I didn’t respecthim for caring for his family—I really did. I just hated how difficult it was for him.
We made love again, then I turned off all the lights and cleaned up as he dozed off. I crawled into bed next to him and my eyes stung a little. Resolutely, I closed them.
I woke up six hours later as he got ready to go. “Bye,” I croaked. “I’m gonna miss you.”
He came over and kissed and hugged me. “Be careful. I’ll be thinking about you.”
“Me too.”
“Go back to sleep. I’ll text you in Austin.”
When I woke up, he was gone.
As I tookmy last dip in the pools before checkout, I almost thought Hank was right. My chest ached and I had to keep moving or my vision went blurry. The world seemed slowed down. Two days together did make it harder to be apart. Was it worth it? When would it end?
The problem was, I decided, I’d been saying too many goodbyes. Sometimes, when it rains men, it pours. After a couple nights with Hank, I was prepared to take a breather.
Or maybe it was that Hank loved me. I kicked through the water, staring at the rainbow reflections in the mist from the fountains in the center of the pool. We’d finally had more time together—and somehow he was about five steps ahead of me. My heart twisted. No, not five steps; I was lifting closer to him with each breath.
An hour later, I waited in the hallway with my bags. Amber came out alone, frowning. She rolled her luggage out of the bedroom clumsily, her eyes puffy and red.
“Hi,” I said. “Here, let me help you with that bag.”
“Yeah, thanks. I better go back in there and make sure I didn’t forget anything.”
Frowning, I pulled on my earlobe, watching her trip a little as she went back inside her room. My heart sank.
She came out with a phone charger and her hand over her eyes. “I’m sorry—I didn’t sleep well last night…”
“Oh no.” I put an arm around her shoulders. “Shug, do you want to talk about it?”
She sniffed. “Do we have time?”
I waved my hand around. “Yeah, we do. And for coffee or a smoothie too. Hang on, I’m going to grab a box of tissues.”
When I came back, Amber was sitting on her suitcase, sobbing. I handed her the tissues and then hustled back in the room for a cold washcloth.
“Is that damn bastard going to be on the flight with us?” I rubbed her shoulder.
“No.” She blew her nose. “He’s staying with his parents a little longer.”
“Okay, good.”
She pressed the cold cloth against her eyes. “Oh my God, I’m such a mess. I don’t think men are worth this.”
“Amen.”
