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“Huh?” he murmurs and sits up. “Where were we? My family is big New York Jets fans. We don’t support any other team,” he says groggily.
It’s funny to hear him pick up where we left off talking before we fell asleep. We were talking about sports, and he was telling me about how much his family loved the Jets before his eyes fluttered and he was asleep.
“No, your phone is ringing,” I tell him, chuckling.
“Oh,” he giggles then rolls over and answers it, immediately swinging his feet to the floor and hopping out of bed. “Blaze speaking… okay… no, I checked on that yesterday, and she wasn’t there… Okay… Yes… No…Oh really? I’m on my way in now,” he says, hangs up and sighs.
“Is everything okay?” I ask.
“Come on, we have to go now,” he says. He’s still half asleep as he begins to put on his shoes.
“Do I at least have time to shower?” I ask in a pout.
He looks at me as if he’s considering it. A glimmer of lust runs across his eyes, and I can see them undressing me and carrying me into the shower.
“A shower… that would be nice, and it’s so tempting, but I have an emergency. I have to go now,” he says sternly.
“Okay.” I get up and start putting on my shoes, as well.
When we reach the door of the hotel, Blaze turns to me and pulls me into his arms. With a ragged sigh, he pushes strands of my hair out of my face.
“I had an amazing night with you, Ari. It was a better time than anything we could have done sexually. I enjoyed just talking to you. It was really nice.”
I nearly dissolve in his arms. My heart is raging out of my chest. I feel like melting in this man’s arms over the way he’s looking at me. He doesn’t just say good things; he looks at me like he means every single word. Why does he have to be someone who picks up prostitutes?
“I had a great time too,” I say, and his lips meet mine before the last word is spoken.
I freeze for a second, trying to halt the feelings I know are coming next. The comfort. The desire. The heat. He is so different than any other man that has tried to pick me up, and it’s easy to feel something for him.
“Let’s do this again tonight,” he says, pulling back to look into my eyes. “Minus the rain or fire, of course.”
“Don’t forget the screaming old lady,” I say with a chuckle.
“How could I forget her?” he laughs along with me. “I’ll see you tonight then?”
“Yes.”
“Great. I’ll come by after I get off work, then,” he says.
He takes my hand and leads me out of the hotel hand in hand. The entire time my hand is in his, I feel as though I’m on fire…a blazing fire.
I can’t wait until nightfall.
