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He had spent countless nights yearning for this moment, the chance to wake up beside her and bask in the beauty of her sleeping face. Now that it was here, though, he found himself at a loss for words, simply taking in the sight before him.
He had to pinch himself to make sure it was real and then reached over and moved a stray lock of hair from her face, careful not to wake her. She stirred in her sleep but didn’t open her eyes.
He couldn’t contain the emotion bubbling up inside him. After years of searching, it seemed like an impossible dream, but here they were - reunited after all this time.
He was lost in thought when he heard her sweet voice, and his gaze flitted up to meet hers. Her smile lit up the room, and he leaned in to brush his lips against hers. She let out a pleasant laugh, covering her mouth with one hand.
“Morning, beautiful,” he said.
“Don’t kiss me. I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”
He shrugged and locked his hands behind his neck, watching her as she got out of bed. Her nightgown clung to her curves in the dim morning light. She stopped at the dresser to grab her toothbrush out of her small case and went straight to the sink.
Dawson couldn’t help but admire how effortlessly she moved, even in her grogginess. He slid out of bed and walked over to stand behind her, his arms wrapping around her waist as she brushed.
She turned around in his embrace once finished brushing and gazed up at him through bleary eyes. “What are you thinking?” Her voice was soft yet curious sounding; it melted something within Dawson’s heart that he couldn’t explain.
“I’m thinking about how beautiful you look right now.” His answer came out without hesitation.
Her body relaxed under his touch as they both stared at themselves in silence through the bathroom mirror. Dawson leaned down and captured her mouth with his own, pressing against her in a heated kiss. She responded, parting her lips beneath his as their tongues tangled together. The spark between them grew more intense by the second until they were both gasping for air.
He lifted her up onto the sink counter, taking charge of the situation like it belonged with them both nuzzling down on each other’s mouth again. Dawson trailed kisses down her neck while unfastening buttons of nightgown, slipping off its silky material from shoulders to reveal a stunning figure beneath. As soon as the night gown went off, she started teasing Dawson by rubbing herself against his hard shaft. In a matter of seconds, Dawson’s hands founds its place over firm mounds, wanting nothing more than exploring all that laid before him. She arched backwards slightly, moaning loudly. Her fingers were clutched tightly behind Dawson’s head.
Dawson could feel his heart pounding as he tasted her skin, caressed every inch of her curves and held tightly onto the waist. He moved his hand across her shapely curves and past her navel, blazing a trail of passionate kisses as he went. She gasped when he finally reached his destination, exploring the most intimate part of her with careful precision before slowly easing his cock inside of her.
His thrusts were deep and powerful as he filled her up entirely. She clings onto him while they both moaned with pleasure his mouth exploring hers, tasting every inch hungrily. Her finger traced circles along the length of by back pushing them closer together until there was no barrier between them left to explore.
Their bodies coming undone at the same time; their cries echoed in unison before fading as because euphoria left them in complete bliss.
After having sex, they lay on the bed naked in each other’s arms, and Dawson doesn’t want to move. He wished they could stay right where they are forever, but they both have lives to get back to in New York City, which means they will both go back to their crazy work schedules. Will they be able to work out a schedule for them to see each other? Dawson has been waiting for his shot for too long to let it just slip away.
Lying in each other’s arms with the sun streaming through the window, Dawson was afraid to move. The warmth of their bodies intertwined made him content. He knew that in a few moments, he would have to get up and dress. He wanted to keep her here, just the two of them, away from their respective realities, away from the noise and chaos of New York City.
But he had his job, and she had hers. Inevitably, they would end up drifting apart, pushed further and further away from each other by their crazy work schedules. He wanted more for them. He aspired to make time for her. He wanted to fight for them, to make things work. After all, he’d been waiting for his shot for too long to just let it slip away.
“Let’s make a plan,” he whispered into her ear, lightly brushing his lips against her hair. He could feel her smile against his chest as she nodded, her agreement resounding in the space between them. “Before we head back to the city, let’s talk about us. As someone who works eighty hours a week, it’s hard to get away, but I will make time for you. If anyone could understand the schedule, it’s you. No matter what, we have dinner every Tuesday and Thursday and then at least one night on the weekends.”
Maci shook her head and put her hand on his. “Are you freaking out already? I’m not going anywhere, and I’ll have dinner with you every chance I get.”
She pulled him in for a kiss and then got dressed. They needed to get packed up and head to the airport soon to catch their flight.
“What seat are you in? Looks like I’m in 3A,” Dawson asked.
“3C - but I bet we could get the person in between us to switch.”
As she started throwing things into her luggage, Dawson put on his clothes and kissed her on the cheek, heading out to his own room to do the same.
11
Dawson
One week later...
Dawson glanced up at his assistant, standing at the threshold of his office. “Is there anything else you need before I go for the day?” she asked, looking at him with an expectant expression.
He hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. “No, I’m leaving soon, too.” He stood and smoothed down his navy-blue suit.
He made reservations for dinner since they both had been so busy since getting back from Grapevine and hadn’t talked much besides a few texts, which wasn’t enough.
