What If

32. Breadcrumbs

TownePlace Suites by Marriott Portland Beaverton
10:45pm

I finally arrived in Portland about an hour ago. After spending three hours in the public library in Walla Walla, I finally found my birth mother. At least, this is the only match that I found that it could be. Unless she was dead. But I refused to believe that. The Maria Sinclair that I found online is now a Cardiothoracic Surgeon at St Vincent Hospital East Pavilion.

From what I could find online, she went to medical school and she graduated from Stanford. According to all of the studies and research that she has published, she was a very well-respected surgeon. I had my doubts that she was my real mom. After all, how could someone so smart be my mother?

The distance between Walla Walla and Portland was too long for another cab ride. So, with no other choice, I rented a car. I kept my cell phone off ever since I ran off from the morgue. I know that since I got a rental car, Sean is probably going to be able to find me. Let's also not forget the hotel that I just checked into. He was probably already on his way here.

Maybe it'll be a good thing if he's here when I meet her. I just wasn't ready to turn my phone on and call him. I still felt ashamed that I ran off to begin with. I know I needed to handle some things on my own, but he was right. We're a team and we should have been together. We should be together right now.

I looked at the clock on the bedside table and groaned when it flashed 10:45 pm. I was planning on getting up early tomorrow and heading to the hospital. I had no idea how I was going to introduce myself to her or tell her who I was. What if she asks about my past? Or my upbringing? What if she is ashamed of me once she knows the truth?

A knock at my hotel room door startled me. Too tired to even think about who it could be, I dragged myself out of the bed and walked over to the door. I pulled it open, "Can I help...you-"

"Yes," Sean said with a relieved sigh. He grabbed my face and kissed me like his life depended on it. "You can."

He never broke the kiss as he pushed me into the room and kicked the door closed behind him. His hands were all over me as he kissed a trail to my neck. My head fell back with a moan and I was lost to him. Like always.

"How did- you find me?" I asked breathlessly. I couldn't think while he continued to kiss my neck. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I was wearing one of his shirts that I brought with me in my bag. It went all the way down to my thighs, so I didn't have anything on underneath. He seemed to really like that.

He ran a hungry gave over my naked body and I shivered under his stare. "We have time for that after."

It was as if the next part happened instantaneously. He shed his clothes, pulled my body to his and we were in the bed. He flipped us over, so I was on top of him. I straddled his waist as I leaned down to kiss him. This whole thing was out of control. I leaned up on my knees and guided him inside me. I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth as I took all of him. I felt his hands grip my thighs as he moaned from the pleasure.

Our eyes met and he smiled up at me. "You are so beautiful like this."

I felt my cheeks heat as I started to lift my body up and down against him. I had no idea what I was doing. I had never done it like this. On top. It made me feel...exposed. Vulnerable. And incredibly sexy. He lifted his hips in time with me and I bent down to kiss him, needing to feel his mouth, his tongue.

"God, I've missed you," he said against my lips.

"I missed you, too." And I did. Even though we haven't been apart for long, I did miss him.