Heartstrings

(9) Allison

Allison

I've given it at least week for the excitement of midnight trysts to tarnish maybe just a smidge. When it hadn't, I've given it another week. Even then, it never did until I gave up counting.

Turns out I love having a secret to keep. And getting pulled into a corner when we know no one's watching.

I look over the bed next to mine and lingered on Nancy's sleeping form. I hid a smile when I heard her snore softly. It usually was a 'go' sign. I check the time on my phone and grinned when the clock read five minutes past midnight. Slowly, I climbed out of bed, skipping to bring my boots.

I tiptoed my way out of the room and headed to the door. I held back a girly giggle when an arm curled around my waist as soon as I closed the door behind me.

My chest pressed up against his. I leaned to my toes, meeting his mouth. "I thought you fell asleep. I had the urge to sneak into your room," he murmurs when we pulled apart.

"You waited for like five minutes." I laugh softly.

He bent for another kiss. "Longest night of my life."

My hands went up to his shoulders and shot him a confused look when I felt towels. "What are you up to this time?"

"Hot. Delicious. Tub," he answers in between kisses.

I pulled back slightly. "Wait, hot tub? Wouldn't we wake them up?"

"After all that whiskey they just had, they're probably sleeping like the dead." He lifted me off my feet and hoisted me over his shoulder.

I let out a startled yelp. "I'm starting to think those samples you're bringing here are just really to knock them out by midnight."

He walked us both down the stairs. "If knocking them out means I get to have all the time in the world with you, I wouldn't mind."

I giggled. "Colson Gray, we wouldn't want your business to go bankrupt over an inexperienced lay."

He stepped out the back, setting me on my feet in front of the tub that's already been uncovered and bubbling. "Wow, you've been busy."

His fingers clasped my chin, tilting my head so I could look up to him. "You're the hottest lay there is, Allie-bear."

I tamped down the blush that covered my face and lifted both arms.

He raised an eyebrow.

"If you want me in the tub fully dressed, fine by me too," I say playfully.

His green eyes darkened, his fingers pulling the hem of my shirt over my head. He threw it over his shoulder, his gaze raking me all over like seeing me for the first time. And I've never felt beautiful in my life than I'm with him. His hand went around my back, his fingers on the clasp of my bra.

I shuddered in excitement when his mouth closed over my shoulder, biting at the strap.

My fingers clawed at his shirt. "God, Colson, what are we even doing?"

"Enjoying each other's company?"

I sucked in a breath when I felt the slight flick of his tongue that made the strap roll over my shoulder. "Boning each other out of our systems?"

He laughs. "How about getting to know each other?"

"We already know each other."

He unbuttoned my shorts. "No. You were untouchable then."

I wiggled a little so it slides down fluidly. "Untouchable, how?" I chuckled.

His hands linger on my waist, his thumb making delicate circles. "You know I mean."