Page 62 of Great Pretender
Watching her clean herself off and straighten up her dress arouses me all over again, but the clock on the wall keeps me in check.I have an idea, though.
“Let’s go away next weekend,” I say, and she turns around to face me with an excited smile on her face.
“Away?”
“Yes.”
“Where?”
“Anywhere.”
She giggles. “Chad, we can’t just go anywhere.”
I pick her up and spin her around, then kiss her quickly.“Watch me. I’ll think of something.Be warned though that weekend might turn into the whole week.”
“That sounds amazing. I am owed some time at the hospital. I’m certain they’d understand if I took it.”
“Yes, I think they would.”
“You are so crazy.”
For you, I want to say but hold back.I’m crazy in love with her, and I want to tell her, but I want that to be between us.Not on show or after wild sex.I want to find that special moment, time, and place to tell her so she’ll remember it forever.
“I am crazy, but we already knew that,” I decide to say instead.
She kisses the edge of my chin and settles back down on her heels.“I’ll see you at the hotel later.”
“Make sure you bring that yellow lingerie set and the pink and red one too.”
She laughs again. “Okay, Mister, I’m sure I can do that.”
One last kiss and she leaves.
I try not to think of her as I set off to the meeting and do my best throughout the rest of the day.I have a lot of work to do, so it’s not like I don’t have things I need to get on with. I just can’t get my bride-to-be out of my head.
I fall into a mindless stupor as Ithink of all the things I want to do with Piper and all the places I want to take her when we can truly get away.
I manage to beat traffic and get to the hotel an hour earlier than planned.
I swear my lack of awareness is what screws with me when I don’t take note that the door to the suite is unlocked.
My brain must have told me it could have been one of the staff inside preparing the suite.
If I were myself, I would have thought twice about what an unlocked door could mean, given who I am.It’s not uncommon to have press hiding in my hotel rooms.Or women.
So when I walk from the living room area and into the bedroom, I would have at least had a heads up before my gaze landed on Tiffany Carmichael in the bed I’m supposed to share with Piper later.
She sits up, allowing the sheet to fall from her breasts, revealing she’s naked underneath.
My entire body goes rigid with a gamut of emotions.All bad, because this is very bad.
“What the fuck are you doing in here?” I seethe.
Anyone would believe from the lascivious smile that spreads across her face that I invited her here for some wild sex party.
“I thought I’d take things up a notch and bring you to your senses when you see what your missing.” She slides out of bed and walks over to me, hips swaying, breasts bouncing.
“You need to leave now.”
