“So you know that means you’ll also be naked, with me deep, deep inside you.”
“That sounds tempting. What else?” Her lips move to kiss the corners of my mouth, and she swivels her hips into mine.
I clasp her tighter, stopping her movements before I lose control. “My dick is throbbing, begging for release. If you don’t stop, I’m going to bend you over this balcony, and we’ll miss our flight.”
She giggles, her lips smiling against mine. “I’ll behave.”
“Only until we get home. Then, all bets are off. Mathis and Nick will have to make other plans for the night.”
She freezes, her body jerking as her arms fall to her sides. Her ey
es lock with mine, and I don’t like what I see. A look of panic crosses her face as she steps back out of my grasp.
I give her a second, and when she turns away, avoiding any further eye contact, my heart starts to race. “Bizzy?”
“I don’t think we should tell the guys yet.” She says it so fast, I shake my head to make sure I heard her right.
“Why?”
“I think we should keep this between us for a while.”
“Like a secret?”
Her head swings to me, and she chews on her bottom lip, barely nodding. “You want us to hide this? Hide us? What the fuck?”
She falls down in a chair and leans her elbows on her knees, hanging her head. “Because we’re so new. What happens if this weekend was a fantasy, and when we get back to reality, it all falls apart?”
My heart races faster, and my blood pressure starts to spike. A muscle in my jaw ticks as I mentally count to ten before I respond. It doesn’t calm me; instead, my anger fuels at her assumptions.
“You think this isn’t real? Everything we’ve said, everything we’ve done? All of this? Do you have that little of faith in us?” I throw my arms out, motioning to our surroundings. “This is the most real thing I’ve ever experienced in my whole life. I thought you felt the same way. Guess I’m a fucking idiot.”
“No! Shaw, that’s not what I meant.” Her face is pale when she finally meets my gaze.
“I suggest you fucking explain really fucking quick because I’m lost.”
“We left Miami as friends, great friends. To everyone else, I tagged along on a work trip. How’s it going to look when we return as lovers? How do we even explain it?”
“We don’t because it’s no one’s Goddamn business.”
“You know that’s not how it’ll work!” She stands, squaring off with me. Her eyes start to shine, but she pushes on. “We have too much at stake here. Friends, family… everything.”
“You think I don’t know that? For fucks sake, thought I handled this shit on Friday night. I’m not fucking around. I came here not knowing if I’d ever have a chance with you, and I accepted that. But with that first taste of you, that first kiss, I was done. I’m crazy about you. Thought we were in this together, Bizzy. Thought you understood.
“I’m thirty fucking years old. I’ve been around the block a few times, so it’s not like this is some fling. You always meant something to me, but I was too blind to see. Now, you don’t mean just something to me… you mean everything. Am I alone here? Going too fast? Pushing too hard? Did I read the signals wrong because I’m in love with you, and if you don’t feel the same way, now’s the time to say it.”
She draws in an audible breath and wraps her arms around her stomach, staring at me as my chest heaves. Tears start to fall right before she lunges at me, curling her whole body around mine. My hands catch her as I take a step back to steady us both.
Warm drops fall on my cheeks as she cups my face and crashes her mouth to mine.
“In.” Kiss.
“Love.” Kiss.
“With.” Kiss.
“You.” Kiss.
“Too.” Kiss.