Page 62 of Revival

“Stay… where?”

“Here.” She waves her arms around. “Probably not this room because I’m sure some other actually married couple has it booked, but I was thinking when it’s time to check out I could ask the resort if they have any other rooms available for the next week.”

My heart slams against my ribs. “You want to stay with me another week?”

“If you want to. I’m actually having a really good time with you.”

Crossing the room, I drop the towel over the forgotten puddle of cum.

“Is that what the blow job was for? Softening me up this morning? My little wife hasn’t had enough?”

She rolls her eyes. “No, Casanova. The idea just came to me while I was on the phone, and Bridget said things are running well. I’m really not ready to go back to the pitying looks at home.”

I sift my fingers through the hair behind her ears. “I’m having a really good time with you too. Of course, I’ll stay.”

“That easy, huh?”

Half my mouth quirks. “I’m sort of between jobs at the moment.”

“Really? I was unaware,” she teases.

“And there’s this really beautiful girl who seems not to mind my company. Who could say no?”

“You could,” she says softly. “If you need time to think about it—”

“I don’t.”

“Then I’ll get in touch with my travel agent.”

“You do that. Touch base with your family too. I’ll step out and get us that coffee.”

“Why not just ask Agustin?”

I lift my phone. “I have some people to check in with too.”

And I could use some space to sort my fucking head.

There’s no chance I’ll leave her here and go home. Not with what she’s offering.

But I don’t think this is still casual sex.

Not now that I think I’m falling.

Is it possible to fall back in love with someone when you never fell out of love?

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Cortney

One week later…

Jack

Cortney, I’m hereby ordered to demand you show up to family dinner tomorrow

Juniper

Oh, boy

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