Split Love

CHAPTER 25

SATURDAY, May 11, 2019.

The late afternoon sun rays were weaker but they were enough to wake Jasmine up. She stretched her legs and the white sheet covering her body moved, exposing her bare breasts. Feeling self-conscious, Jamie pulled the sheet over her and gazed around the large room. She was alone.

Supporting her bent body with her elbows, she stood still for a moment and heard the shower running.

He didn't leave.

Jamie sighed and threw her body onto the bed.

The two entered the hotel hand in hand and Micah got a room on the 3rd and last floor for them. Jamie didn't know what type of room it was, maybe a presidential suite cause the room was huge.

The walls were a light shade of beige that contrasted with the dark wooden floor and the white of the ceiling and the plaster molding that surrounded the room. There was a small living room upon coming into the suite, with a large sofa and two armchairs next to a coffee table and an off-white rug with bluish stripes. Further ahead was the large king-sized bed with white cotton and lace sheets, and pillows of different sizes brought comfort next to the gray upholstered headboard.

She walked in slowly, amazed, and her eyes roamed every inch of the room. Micah waited by the door, his shoulder resting on the doorframe, watching her. He noticed the backpack she was carrying but didn't ask anything.

Micah left both helmets on the couch and took off his black jacket. Jamie didn't notice when he approached her from behind, but he wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other around her waist, and she held onto his forearm relaxing into his embrace.

Being in his arms was comfortable and Jamie felt like she was home after a long journey. It was a strange feeling to think that the two had only known each other for a short time but her heart yearned for him.

Jamie felt his warm breath in her ear, he nuzzled his nose against her neck before kissing it. Without hesitation, she turned her face towards him, making their lips meet. Micah's lips were soft and sensual, and for a man of stone, he was surprisingly tender. His hand left her waist and cupped and squeezed her left breast, causing an unwilling moan to escape her lips. It had been so long since she'd been touched like that that she became drunk with desire.

She spun around, her fingers went up his neck and yanked his hair. Jamie caught his gaze. Her chest rising and falling. His cloudy eyes were all she wanted to see.

Then his lips collided with hers, wild and hungry. Jamie took off her denim jacket.

- Are you sure? - He asked holding her face close to his.

- The only certainty I have right now is that I want you.

Jamie noticed when Micah turned off the shower and stopped daydreaming. She picked up her clothes that were scattered around the room and started to put them on.

- Are you going somewhere? - His hoarse voice scared Jamie making her spin quickly. Wearing just her panties and bra, she held a t-shirt in front of her body.

- I didn't hear the door opening. - She replied shyly.

He crossed his arms in front of his hard frame and raised an eyebrow. Jamie realized that he only had a towel wrapped around his waist and she felt her cheeks burning.

- You didn't answer me.

- What... What? - It was only when he spoke that Jamie realized she had been staring at him. And he had a mischievous smile on his face and a sparkle in his eye.