Page 10 of Let Me Win You

He glared at the lobby with so much resentment, it could’ve probably shattered the glass if we were any closer.

“I don’t want to let you go already,” he said.

I wasn’t ready to part from him either. But what else could there be between us? I had a busy day ahead of me tomorrow, with not a minute to spend. Then I’d be leaving the city on Monday.

He slid a finger under my chin and lifted my face to his.

“You’re overthinking it, aren’t you?” He freed my bottom lip from my teeth with his thumb and leaned closer, whispering, “Justfeelinstead.”

He tenderly touched my lips with his.

Breath hitched in my throat. Heat rushed me, spreading over my skin head to toe. I gripped his forearms to anchor myself in space and time.

It seemed to last forever. Yet it wasn’t nearly enough when it ended.

Breaking the kiss gently, he gazed in my eyes.

“How did it feel?” he asked.

Maybe it was a terrible idea, but the words rushed out of me before I could stop them.

“Do you want to come up to my room?”

4

Nicole

Isucked at one-night stands. The last time I had one, I ended up dating the guy for over a year. And what a waste of a year that had turned out to be!

I vowed never to do it again. But here I was, walking with a scorching-hot guy across the hotel lobby to the elevator that would take us up to my room.

Was this another case of bad judgement on my part?

I reasoned I was leaving the city on Monday. There was no chance for me to ever run into Invi again. Men like him didn’t date girls like me, anyway. It could never be more than a one-night stand, and that was just fine.

Why shouldn’t I have a night of fun with a sweet, handsome guy? Why couldn’t I have a small adventure in the city before going back to Flat Field?

We entered the elevator. Invi wrapped his arm around my shoulders, drawing me to him. And I forgot all my misgivings.

I liked him. He seemed to be into me, too, at least for tonight. Why couldn’t two unattached people enjoy a night together? I even happened to have a couple of condoms in my suitcase…

Taking my chin between his fingers, he lifted my face to his.

“Any regrets?” he asked, studying my expression.

“No,” I said quickly. “No regrets.”

Leaning closer, he took my mouth in a kiss again. I gasped against his lips. My heart seemed to skip a beat, leaving me suddenly lightheaded and making me weak in my knees. It felt so good to lose myself in this thrilling whirlwind that drowned even my anxiety about tomorrow.

“Wow,” I struggled to catch my breath when the kiss ended. “You don’t wait long, do you?”

“I’ve waited to do it from the moment I saw you,” he said as the elevator doors opened.

It’d been a couple of years since my last and only one-night stand. It’d been several months since my last date and the consequent breakup. But having sex was like riding a bicycle, wasn’t it? Just because I was a bit out of practice, didn’t mean I couldn’t go through with it.

“Well, here is me.” I slid the card in the lock in the door to my room, then pushed the door open, and flicked the lights on.

“Finally,” he exhaled, pulling me to him and kicking the door closed behind him.

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