Page 81 of Unpredictable
“Monday, then?”
I frowned, wondering why she seemed so insistent to talk to me. “Are you sure everything’s okay?”
“Yeah. I’m just really missing my friend. Monday night—my place?”
My shoulders relaxed. “Same. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Mm,” she hummed, and I wondered if she was distracted.
“Harper?”
“Yeah. I’ll see you then.”
We said goodbye and disconnected the call. I fell back on the bed, my arm over my forehead. How on earth was I going to survive tomorrow?
* * *
There wasa knock at my door, the abrupt sound pulling me from my sleep. I blinked my eyes open, squinting against the glow of the bedside lamp. I pushed myself up to a seated position, only then realizing I’d passed out on the foot of the bed.
With a frown, I reached for my phone.Who the hell was knocking on my door at midnight?
Whoever it was knocked again, and I stumbled off of the bed. I smoothed my hair away from my face and glanced through the peephole to discover Harrison standing in the hall. His green eyes were piercing, and it felt as if he could see me standing there. His tie was loose around his neck, his jacket discarded.
I cracked open the door. “What are you doing here?” I hissed.
“I had a question about the ceremony.” He glanced left and right, then grinned. He lowered his voice. “Now, let me in.”
I opened the door and let him into my hotel room. He immediately placed his hands on my hips, and I wanted to sink into his touch, especially after the long day I’d had.
The rehearsal dinner had gone smoothly, but I hated watching from the sidelines, hated not getting to truly be a part of this special day for Harrison and his daughter.Just a few more days,I told myself. Soon, Olivia would know, and Harrison and I would no longer have to hide our relationship. I could do this.
“I missed you.” His voice was gruff.
I smiled, softening into his hold. “I missed you too. But—” I placed my palms to his chest. “We have a big day tomorrow, and we both need our rest.”
I patted his chest and tried to step out of his arms, but he tightened his grip, reeling me in. “But I sleep better with you in my arms.”
I melted at his words, but I knew I had to be strong—for both of us. He sprinkled kisses over my skin, weakening my resolve. And even though everything in me was calling out for this man, I shook my head. “We can’t.”
“Juliana.” The sound of my name from his lips as he brushed my negligee aside made me crazed with desire. He kissed over my clavicle, down my cleavage. His touch was featherlight, yet the biggest tease of all, and I nearly caved.
“What if someone comes looking for one of us?” I tipped my head back, giving him better access. “God, I’m so sick of sneaking around.” I sighed as he smoothed his hand over my shoulder, taking the strap of my negligee with it. The silky material slid down, revealing my nipple.
His eyes were liquid heat, focused solely on me. “I know. But it’s only for a little while longer. We just have to make it through tomorrow.”
I swallowed back a moan as his lips clamped around my nipple. “And what about—” I let out a shaky breath as he moved to my other breast. “Tonight?”
“Tonight,” he said, meeting my gaze. “You’re mine.” He all but growled the words.
“I’m always yours.” I cupped his cheeks, bringing his mouth to mine for a searing kiss. Despite his laid-back attitude, I sensed he needed the reassurance.
He slid the other strap from my shoulder, and we watched as the gown fluttered to the floor. He yanked his tie over his head, quickly shucking his shirt and pants before kissing his way down my torso. Then came my panties—dragged slowly, agonizingly down my legs.
“This is a bad idea,” I said, but my protest was weak.Iwas weak when it came to this man. But he also made me strong.
He pulled my leg over his shoulder, and I reached for his shoulders, steadying myself. When he licked my slit, I nearly came undone. Especially when he plunged one finger inside me, then another. I was close, so close, my leg shaking as I struggled to remain standing.
“Do you know how hard it was, watching you from across the room? Not being able to touch you? Kiss you?” He kept teasing me with his fingers, his lips wet with my desire.
