She didn’t return his text, and he worried. But what could he do?
Nothing. Nothing but wait.
By the time he stood outside his room, he was tired and frustrated. And alone.
He considered knocking on Fudge’s door. The idea of entering an empty suite was almost too desolate to imagine. But Fudge had taken off while Micah was still searching for Maddie. He was most likely already asleep. And what use would Fudge be in keeping Micah’s mind off a woman?
With a heavy sigh, he stuck the new key in the card reader to open the door.
And there she was. Standing in his room like a vision.
He stood blinking in the threshold.
“Um, hi,” she said.
Lost for words, he silently stepped in the room, letting the door close behind him. She’s here, he thought. She’s here. Everything but that splendid realization dissolved away.
He set his bag down and cocked his head, looking over the beautiful specimen before him.
“I, uh, don’t know if it’s okay that I’m here.” She played with the hem of her tank top. “And I’m sorry if it’s not.”
He opened his mouth to answer, to say it was more than okay, especially if she was there for the reason he hoped. But she continued talking before he had the chance.
“Actually, I’m really not sorry. I need to be here. I want to be here too, don’t get me wrong. I mean I really, really want to be here especially after everything you said today. Earlier today. When we were running, I mean. And tonight too. Nothing specific from tonight, but just it was really great to talk to you and you know.”
Hmm, so she’d felt it too. Her nervousness was adorable. As if he didn’t want her completely.
“Anyway, besides wanting to be here, I need to be here because I’m going to go crazy if things continue like they have. Well, not like today—today was good—but before today. And actually, I think I may have already gone crazy, but that’s not really relevant to this conversation.”
He watched her eyes as she spoke. They were so expressive, changing as quickly as her rambling took a new direction. Beautiful and engaging.
She took a deep breath and he inhaled with her, syncing naturally to her.
“I have to be honest and tell you that it’s hard for me to trust that you’ll give us a chance. But if I don’t give us a chance either, then I’m no better than you. So I have to just throw my hat in and hope. Hope you do too, I mean. Because I have no idea where we’ll go after that. I mean, what if I totally hate you? You are an actor and I’ve always been turned off by the talent.”
He covered his mouth to keep from laughing at her delightful rambling.
Her voice dropped to a hush. “And I do want to spend time with you in and outside of bed. And since we’ve spent all our time together outside of the bed, and since we can’t seem to keep our hands off each other…”
He almost groaned. She is here for that. He shifted his stance to accommodate his tightening jeans.
“I would have waited in the lobby, but I didn’t want anyone to see me and since I knew where you kept your key, I took it and let myself in. I was going to wait for you with all my clothes off—”
He raised an eyebrow.
“But then I realized that would be especially awkward if you kicked me out.”
He nodded and switched the dead bolt to the do not disturb position. Even at two in the morning, he wasn’t taking any chances. They had been interrupted before and nothing was going to interfere this time.
He walked toward her, slowly, purposefully, still not saying anything.
“I’m probably coming off as one of those creepy, stalker girls right now. I didn’t really think this through, I just…did…you know? Without thinking. I just ran to your trailer first thing after wrap and grabbed your key. I’m lucky you keep it in the same place, though maybe you need to rethink that in the future.”
She rubbed her hand along her collarbone, drawing his attention to her lovely neck. He’d kiss that first—trace the beautiful line up to her exquisite jaw.
“I’m really not this psycho. I’m—this—everything I do when I’m with you, actually, is really uncharacteristic of anything I usually do and I don’t know why I’m doing it when I’m doing it, but I can’t help myself.”
Then he’d nibble on that ear. He bet it tasted divine.
“And I know it was really unfair to ask you to stay away from me when I can’t seem to stay away from you. You just get in my head and make me insane. Oh, ha-ha, I guess I am really this psycho. But it’s you who makes me crazy and I’m…just…”
He stood in front of her now.
“Say something.”
He cradled her face with his hand. “Stop talking.”
He shifted his palm to the back of her neck and pulled her to him. She threw her arms around him and all his plans of where to caress and what to nibble went out the window as his mouth met hers. He kissed her tentatively at first, afraid of the unbridled passion they’d experienced outside his trailer, that it would move them too quickly. He wanted to take his time.
She seemed to have the same idea. Her lips, as they moved and molded to his, still held all the fervor of their last embrace, but none of the desperation. The kiss built and blazed. Soon it absorbed him, her tongue drawing him into a depth of intimacy he hadn’t felt in years. He could live on this kiss.
It was Maddie arching eagerly against him that finally reminded him there were so many more areas of her body he wanted to touch and explore. He surrendered her mouth and moved along her neck, licking and nipping, as she tilted her head to give him more access. She moaned and he journeyed lower along her collarbone, kissing along the top of her br**sts.
Her br**sts. He had fondled them, knew they perfectly fit his hand, but he had yet to see them, to taste them. He couldn’t wait any longer. “These,” he said, his voice tight. “I want to see these.”
A shy grin crossed her face as he slid his fingers under her tank top and pulled her shirt up, missing the feel of her hands on his body when she lifted her arms to help him undress her.
Then there they were—pink-tipped and fully exposed for his eyes only. Damn, they were beautiful. Even better than he’d imagined. They were firm and round and her ni**les responded immediately as he sucked and tugged at her tender skin. With a soft moan, she collapsed into the crook of his arm under his ardor.
“Goddammit, Maddie, I need you in my bed.”