33
DASH
Waking up with my arms still around Serenity, I pulled her closer, burying my nose in her silky hair instead of getting out of bed. I couldn’t tell if she was awake yet, but if she was, she seemed perfectly content to stay exactly where she was.
Which was where I wanted her to be.
We were due to leave Seattle this morning, but I truly wasn’t ready to go back to LA, where we’d be followed and watched and where we’d have to go back into hiding. Sure, we hadn’t gone out last night and we hadn’t really taken advantage of our relative anonymity here, but even so, I wasn’t ready to give up the idea of being able to have it either.
Unfortunately, even as I lay there holding her and looking out at the heavy gray clouds floating in the sky outside the window, I knew there could be no sticking around. I needed to get back to work and I was sure she did as well.
“Good morning,” she murmured eventually, her voice still thick with sleep. I felt her press a soft kiss to my chest before she lifted her head to look into my eyes. “Have you been awake long? You didn’t have to stay in bed. I sleep like a log. You wouldn’t have woken me.”
“Nah, I didn’t want to move. Still don’t,” I said honestly. “We probably have to, though. Our flight plan says we’re leaving in less than three hours.”
She let out a soft groan, holding my gaze for another beat before she nodded. “Yeah. Okay. Do you want to shower first?”
“Only if you shower with me,” I murmured without even thinking about it before I’d said it out loud. It was the truth, but I didn’t think I’d ever sounded as needy in my life.
A slow smile spread on her lips as she lifted a hand to wag a finger at me. “I like the sound of that, but we’re only showering. No funny business, or we’ll miss our flight.”
“Perks of owning the plane,” I said, but I knew she was right. We couldn’t get caught up in each other if we still wanted to get any work done today, so I let out a disappointed sigh but nodded my agreement. “Fine. No funny business. I promise.”
Lazy laughter bubbled out of her before she finally rolled away from me, stretching once she was on her back. “Man, we should’ve planned to stay here for a couple days.”
“Agreed, but we will, okay? Soon. Maybe after the wedding, we can get away somewhere together.”
She turned her head to face me, her eyes alight with nervous excitement. “Are you serious?”
“Absolutely,” I said as I rolled out of bed. “Why wouldn’t I be? We could go anywhere, but we can also come back here. Let’s see what we feel like doing when the time comes.”
I strode to the bathroom, smiling. A warm pair of arms slid around my hips when she fused her front to my back. “That sounds amazing. Are you sure, though?”
“I’m sure.” I wrapped my fingers around her forearms, dragging in a deep breath and willing my cock not to react even though she was so soft and warm against me. “Let’s shower before I change my mind about working today.”
She chuckled but let go of me. “I wish we could stay too. If it helps.”
I groaned. “It really doesn’t.”
Climbing into the shower cubicle, I adjusted the water temperature until it was perfect. I motioned for her to get in. Somehow, I managed to keep my hands off the stunning, naked girl in the shower with me, finding that I actually quite enjoyed the intimacy of simply washing myself with her doing the same thing.
It came as something of a shock to realize just how much I liked being this comfortable with her, and I smiled as I wrapped a towel around my hips when we were done. “That was nice.”
She frowned, but as I watched, realization dawned in her eyes and she grinned as she came over to wind her arms around my shoulders. “I keep forgetting you’ve done this before. It was nice, though. We should do it again.”
“Consider it a date,” I said.
She laughed before she released me to stride back into the bedroom. “A shower date. I think I like that, but it’s pretty weird.”
“I thought we’d established that we were weird as a couple,” I reminded her, once more enjoying the domesticity of getting dressed with her and readying ourselves for the day ahead together. It’s no wonder so many people love being in relationships so much.This is surprisingly fun.
Once we’d checked out of the hotel, I held her hand as we walked to the car I’d ordered. Then I kissed her before she climbed in. She smiled against my lips. “Testing the waters, are we?”
“Hmm. I think I’m going to like being your partner.”
“I think I’m going to like you being my partner.” She slid her fingers into the short hair at my nape and slanted her lips over mine. Kissing me deeply, she pulled away to climb into the car, and I followed, insisting that we went by the bakery on our way to the airstrip.
“We can pick up some samples to take with us,” I said after giving today’s driver the address. “Mom would love it, and frankly, so would I.”