“What is this?” she asked, as the bellboy finished dropping off their bags and closed the door behind him.
“I hoped that we would be able to get to know one another a bit better this weekend. It is the first time we’ve seen each other in person.”
“And you thought that I’d want to start by sharing a room?”
He had to admit that it sounded like a pretty stupid idea. God, he just couldn’t think straight when it came to her!
“Well, I didn’t think that you’d want to sleep with me right away, no,” Hayden replied. He saw her look away, red suffusing her cheeks. She looked so sweet and perfect right then, he wanted to cross the room and sweep her into his arms. “Believe me, I know this looks bad. I hadn’t intended for what happened on the plane.”
“And what did happen on the plane?”
She looked so fragile and hopeful. He walked across the room slowly. Nina looked like she could bolt any second, and that was the last thing he wanted to have happen. Finally he stopped, even though she was close, so tantalizingly close. His heart and his body ached for her.
“Us…” he said softly. Looking down at her, he smiled, hoping that it would coax her’s out too. “Instead of just me and you, it became ‘us’ on that plane ride.”
Her eyes darted to his and away, as if she couldn’t believe she was hearing those words. Hayden couldn’t resist any longer. He had held out because he hadn’t been sure, because he didn’t want to rush things until they could have talked through what it might mean now that they were going to be step siblings, but none of that seemed to matter to him in that moment.
Cupping Nina’s face in his hands, he kissed her, soft at first, but harder, desire urging him forward. Hayden pulled her small body close to his, his hands running around her waist so she was snug against him. He had her in his arms at last, and he didn’t ever want to let go. She tasted good, better than anything else simply from the fact that it was Nina, the woman he’d fallen in love with. He could feel her pressing back, her arms closing tightly over his shirt. Their tongues twined, dancing and moving against one another so naturally that it felt that they always had been together.