Page 53 of Even If the Sky is Falling
“Nothing,” she whispered, scooting next to him. “The emergency alert is over. We’re safe.”
“Thank God,” he said, gathering her into his strong arms. She heard him breathe deeply against her hair before sighing. “I’m so damn glad to hear that.”
She smiled against his chest, placing a whisper of a kiss to the firm muscle. “I suppose we should get ready for the day...greet the outside.” Her suggestion was tentative as she waited on his response. She didn’t want to leave, but she didn’t want to overstay her welcome. He’d been so accommodating and gracious during her stay, offering her amazing sex, but doubt nagged at her.
“What’s your hurry?” he asked. “We’re supposed to have pancakes.”
Shea looked up at him, making out his features in the dark. “That still stands?”
As an answer, Nick took her by the face with both hands and kissed her deeply. The familiar pleasure of last night’s exploits unfurled in her chest and spread throughout her body as she kissed him back. When he pulled away, his hands remained. “Please come upstairs with me, Shea. Let’s keep this going. My weekend, and hopefully every other weekend, belongs to you.”
The doubt dissipated like mist against morning sunrays. Sunrays she was now anxious to see. It was a new day with a new chance at romance, and Shea was thrilled to see where it could lead. “Okay, well, I’m hungry now,” she chuckled.
He reached down and gave her ass a love tap. “Say less, baby. Get on up and get dressed.”
After a short time of getting ready, they ascended the stairs, leaving behind the cozy bunker. The bookstore was safe and secure, just as they had left it. Nick kept the closed sign hanging in the door before letting Shea out and locking up.
Outside was the same as any other day. People on the street, opening shops, buying newspapers. A few cars rolled past the store, moving to their destinations without fear. The morning sun warmed her face and made her feel alive.
Shea watched the scene with Nick standing beside her. Without thinking, she took his hand and squeezed tightly. “Thank you for last night.”
Nick slung an arm around her shoulder and kissed her temple. “I should be the one thanking you,” he whispered in her ear. “Maybe later this weekend, we hit up that coffee shop?”
Ahh, yes...the other reason for her showing up yesterday. She laughed at what now felt like a distant memory. “Of course we can, Agent Roberts.”
