My Neighbor is Bad News

15: Heartbeats

A/N: Shoutout to: @cooldudesmom826 for literally blowing up my feed by reading and voting on my stories. I decided to post more chapters so that you can get to the 'sexy' time. I might go incognito for a few days due to it but thank you again! I really appreciate the support. :))))

"It's unlocked." She heard him call from the other side of the door and she cracked the door open, squinting her eyes so that she couldn't see anything. "I can't reach the back of my dress." She opened an eye and could see the the top of Cade's chest and head over the blur of the shower doors covering the rest of him to her view.

"I'll just wait until you're done." She said before pulling away but she heard him say, "Just come here." And she walked slowly towards him before giving him her back but she could still see his reflection in the mirror as he moved the shower nob away from him to open the glass doors. She watched him, her own body shielding his nudity from her view as he made a face and then she felt his wet fingers at her back. "Why the hell is this so difficult."

Jenna moved her head unconsciously to the side as if to glance at her back and caught a glimpse of a well muscled thigh. Turning her head back just as quick, she instructed, "You need to unlace the string and then the zipper could be zipped." He fumbled with her before she felt the zip of the zipper coming down before she felt a wet finger trace her spine. "What are you-" She said as she turned towards him accusingly but forgot the quick instance that he was naked and in the shower.

She eyed him and her eyes instinctively did a quick once over so fast that her eyes stopped on his semi-hard cock. Her eyes widened and she turned and ran from the restroom so quick that she could have left a vapor trail and slammed the door behind her as she heard a laugh come from Cade.

Her face was so hot she thought she could melt the ice caps. She bit her bottom lip as she felt her heartbeat racing. She may need something to calm her nerves and the fact that she was alone with this handsome man on her wedding night. Jenna moved over to the empty glass and poured herself the same thing he was drinking as she downed the drink, making a face at the bitterness that rolled down her throat.

Taking another deep breath, she pushed the dress down her body as she stepped out of it as her head span around for a quick second as she started to feel the buzz. She didn't realize Cade was done until the door opened and she stood there and stared at him like an idiot and his eyes caught hers. He had a dark look in his eyes and Jenna stood like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Wow." He said as he eyed what she was wearing or lack there of. She was still wearing her heels and a strapless bra that was a nude rose color with matching panties and he couldn't help himself as he walked towards her. "You're making it really hard to not touch you." He said as he stopped in his tracks and went for his suitcase instead.

Jenna grabbed her robe and then rushed to the restroom as she felt once again that she may be contributing to global warming. Her fingers shook as she looked at herself in the mirror and then she undid her hair. The flash of the rock on her finger sparkled and she stared at the alien object that bound her to Cade for as long as she knew.

She felt pretty and knew that there was no way she was getting out of it. Taking a deep breath, Jenna mustered all the courage, and liquid courage left, to do what she was about to do. She bit her lower lip and tied her now loose hair into a messy ponytail high on her head as she put the robe back over her shoulders. She opened the door to the adjoining suite and took a step out, her heels clicking on the tiled floor to the silence of the carpet.

Cade had his back to her as he was in sweats and his t-shirt talking on the phone. She saw from the window his reflection as he caught sight of her and turned his head to look at the nervous look on her face and turned half his body to give her a question with his eyes. She made a thin line with her lips together to muster the last bit of courage that was holding by a thread before she dropped her robe to the ground.