Page 84 of Tempt
“You sound so happy,” I said, picturing her smiling face. Why was it making my chest hurt?
“I am. Thank you for telling me to trust my gut. I kept hearing your voice when I was walking through the space, encouraging me to go for it.”
“I want to see you,” I blurted.
She was stunned silent. “Huh?”
“I want to see you.” The words tumbled out quickly. “I have another job in New York this week. Meet me there.”
“Zach, I—”
“Please, Millie. I can’t stop thinking about you. I feel like I’m losing my mind.”
“I can’t stop thinking about you either,” she whispered.
“We’re not hurting anyone. No one will know. We’ll just blend in with the crowd in Manhattan. Or hide out in my hotel room. I don’t care—I just want to see you again.”
“What days will you be there?”
“I leave tomorrow and I’ll be there until Friday. Even if you can only come out there for one night. I’ll buy your ticket. Whatever it takes. Just come.”
She was silent for a moment. “Okay,” she said. “Okay, I’ll come.”
* * *
On Monday evening, I heard a knock on my hotel room door. I knew it was Millie because she’d texted me to let me know she’d arrived just minutes ago. But the knock surprised me because I’d left her name at the front desk and instructed them to give her a key.
My pulse quickened as I went to the door and pulled it open. But that was nothing compared to what my heart did when I saw her standing there in the hall.
“Hi,” she whispered with a shy smile.
“Get in here.” I grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the room, and it was almost like our first night together all over again. Our bodies came together, mouths seeking, hands clutching. She dropped her bag and I kicked the door shut. Within minutes, clothes were flying and we tumbled onto the mattress. And with only slightly more patience and finesse than I’d managed to have on her living room floor, I indulged in her body like I’d been dreaming about every night since we’d been apart. I couldn’t believe it had only been a week.
When it was over, I rolled to my back, and we lay panting on top of the comforter, side by side. Somehow my left hand found her right, and I wrapped my fingers around hers. “God, I’m glad you’re here.”
“Me too.” Her head turned toward me. “I almost didn’t get on the plane.”
I brought her hand to my mouth and kissed her knuckles. “Why?”
“I lied to my sisters. I never do that.”
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” She smiled. “It’s so good to see you. And be with you. I’m not going to think about anything else.”
“Good. Hey, didn’t they give you a key down there?”
“Yes. I just didn’t feel right using it.”
I laughed, turning onto my side. “Why not?”
“I don’t know.” Her grin was shy and adorable. “It’s your room.”
“It’sourroom.” I pressed my lips to hers. “And for the next two nights, I’m only leaving it when I absolutely have to.”
“I wish I had more time. But I have to be back Wednesday afternoon.”
“It’s fine. We’ll make very good use of the time we’ve got.”
