Page 54 of Not that Sea-Rious
“Oh.”Snapping into motion, Joyce dug her key out of her small purse.She stepped forward and stuck it in the door.As she pushed it open, she glanced over her shoulder at the group.“Have a good night, you two.See you at breakfast.”
When she winked, Marissa’s head dropped.With her hands on either side of her face, she shook it left and right, trying not to die from embarrassment.
“Do you want me to help you get her inside?”Beau asked.
Tina waved him off.“Nah.We got this.Been doing it the whole trip.”
As they shuffled Carolyn toward the entranceway, the bride-to-be slapped her hands on the doorframe.“Wait,” she called as she wriggled out of her handlers’ hold.
Good Lord.What now?Marissa only wanted to go to bed at this point.
“Make wonderful memories,” Carolyn said with a nod.“And get out of your fucking head.”
Well, that was actually sweet.
With a quick wave, she spun around and entered the suite.The door closed behind her, leaving Marissa and Beau alone in the hallway.
He scratched at the back of his neck and peered at her sheepishly.“Just you and me.”
Tightening her lips into a thin line, she nodded.“Apparently.”
Pushing off the wall, he approached her.“You don’t have to—”
“Well, it seems I’ve been evicted from my own room,” she snickered.“So, are you kicking me out too?”
“What?”He laughed.“No.Never.You’re always welcome.”
She arched a brow.“Always?Is that so?”
Sliding his hands over her hips and around to the small of her back, he closed the distance between them.As he pulled her against his body gently, she tucked her head under his chin, since he stood a few inches taller than her.
“Absolutely.Wherever I go, I hope you come with me,” he affirmed before covering her mouth with another one of his sensual, soul-shattering kisses.
Closing her eyes, Marissa melted against him.Her arms looped around his shoulders as she welcomed all that he had to offer for the last occasion.They said they’d stay in touch, but she wrote that in every yearbook she signed in high school.Her classmates were still waiting for those calls.
With Beau, though, time would tell, and she was willing to find out.
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Beau
Onceinsidehiscabin,Beau led Marissa into the room.As the door thumped shut, he paused just shy of the bed.“I want to take a moment to appreciate you.”
A flash of pink on her cheeks accompanied the brief nervous chuckle that escaped her lips as she dipped her chin and averted her gaze.He adored how she responded to his compliments.She didn’t demand or expect them.Marissa accepted them with a cute little blush.
Humbleness looked good on her.It brought out her eyes.
Slowly, he circled, drinking her in.The soft curls had fallen from her hair, returning it to its pencil-straight state.Her makeup was slightly smudged, and her skin glistened with a bit of a sweaty sheen.It made her glow.
He approached her from behind, took hold of the zipper of her dress, and leaned in as he slid it down slowly.“Never doubt that youaregorgeous.”
She fondled her earring on the opposite side of him as he kissed her shoulder and neck softly.
“You’re not too shabby yourself,” she said.
He sniggered and wrapped his arms around her.Taking hold of her belt, he asked, “May I see all of you?”
Because they’d been intimate before and she’d come back to his room didn’t mean he had permission to do much of anything.Besides, there was something about a woman confirming her desire for him that made things that much hotter.
