A knock on her hotel room door woke her and she knew immediately who it was.
She opened the door and he stepped inside, a smirk evident on his face.
She stood wearing a silk camisole and shorts, a light dressing gown wrapped around her waist,
"Connie..." He breathed, all thoughts of wishing her a quick goodnight replaced with love and lust,
"You're not supposed to be here..." She smiled, taking in the way his eyes ran over her body. She loved
The way he looked at her, his eyes always gave him away,
"I came to kiss you goodnight and say id see you in the morning..."
She stepped closer to him, placing her hand on his chest and standing as close to him as she could,
"Goodnight Mr. Masters," she smiled, gasping as he moved forward suddenly and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him and placed her hands on his cheeks,
"The thing is... Looking at you like that... I don't think just a kiss goodnight is going to cut it..."
He kissed her firmly, his strong body pushed her hard against the wall as he stumbled backwards into her hotel room. He lay watching her sleep that night and couldn't help but run his fingers across her forehead and across her cheek. He smiled as she caught his hand in her own, "we need to sleep," she whispered, "I will not be a tired looking bride,"
He smiled, holding her too him, "this is your last night as Mrs. Beauchamp," he whispered, "I can't wait for you to take my name and show the whole world we're together,"
He leaned over her in the morning and kissed her firmly, "I'll see you at the church..." He smiled as her eyes flickered open,
She curled sleepily into him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him back down to the bed so he fell to the side of her and wrapped her up,
"I can't believe I'm marrying you today," he whispered against her hair,
"You need to get out of here," she smiled,
"I was about to," he smiled as he cuddled her gently,
"Right... I love you, I'll see you later."
