Page 62 of The Yeah Baby Series: Vol 3

Chapter9

Owen

Sienna snuggled deeperinto my embrace, and I brushed a kiss over the top of her head. I hated to wake her. She’d run herself ragged the last week with exams and readying for the trip. But, as the plane touched down in L.A., she stirred and I looked down to see her eye lids fluttering. After a minute, they opened fully and she looked up at me with sleepy, chocolate eyes. She was so beautiful; it often took my breathaway.

“We’re here, baby,” I murmured softly. Her eyes widened and she sat up, forcing me to reluctantly loosen my hold onher.

“I slept the whole flight?” she queried with a sheepish smile.

I kissed the tip of her nose, then pecked her lips. “You were exhausted. I wanted you to get some rest because I have plans for you later”—I gave her a wicked smile—“and they definitely don’t involve sleeping.”

She smirked at me and opened her mouth to say something but before she could make a sound, she slapped a hand over her lips and bolted off of my lap. She made a beeline for the bathroom, and I followed hastily to make sure she was okay. Once she was inside, she dropped to her knees in front of the toilet and lost everything she’d eaten thatday.

I snatched a hand towel from a hook on the wall and ran it under cool water. Then I gently gathered up her hair and placed it on the back of her neck. She dry heaved a couple of times then plopped back onto her butt, seemingly exhausted once again.

I sat down next to her and pulled her onto my lap. Her head rested on my shoulder while I searched in the vanity under the sink. There were several items that travelers might find themselves without, including a small bottle of mouthwash.

“Can you stand, baby?” I asked softly.

She nodded weakly and scooted off of my lap. I got to my feet and took her hands to help her up. Supporting her with a hand on her hip, I used the other to fill a tiny, plastic cup with some water. “Sip,” I instructed as I put it to her lips. She leaned heavily against me, her back to my chest, her eyes closed. But, she dutifully allowed me to pour a bit of the cool liquid into her mouth.

Taking the towel from her neck, I wet it again and gently wiped her face. Her coloring was returning and little by little, she shifted her weight to stand on her own. I dumped the rest of the water and put mouthwash in the cup. Before I could lift it, she took it from me and rinsed her mouth with it on herown.

“Sorry,” she sighed. “I don’t handle travel very well. It doesn’t usually hit me quite that hard, but it’s been a longweek.”

“Don’t apologize, baby,” I said gruffly, still watching her carefully in case she needed to be sick again.

She patted my hand on her hip before moving away. “I’m feeling much better now, I promise.”

I frowned and put my hand to her lower back as I guided her over to our seats. “I’m going to take you to the hotel to rest,” I said as I grabbed our carryon bags from the bin overhead.

She grumbled but I ignored her protests, leading her to the door and helping her down the steps. Another limo was waiting, and an airport employee was loading our luggage into the trunk while the limo driver held open the backdoor.

It wasn’t a long drive to the hotel, but it was certainly enough time for me to mull over a suspicion.

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“Wow,”Sienna breathed as she wandered, wide-eyed, through our hotel suite. The room was huge, with a living area, full kitchen, and a master suite. She ducked her head into the bedroom and then faced me with a raisedbrow.

“Didn’t you book this right after wemet?”

“Yes,” I answered as I prowled in her direction.

“Only one bedroom? Pretty presumptuous,” she stated sassily.

I grinned as I reached her and tugged her into my arms. “I knew you were the one for me the moment I met you, Sienna. It wasn’t presumptuous because I refused to accept any other outcome.”

She melted into me, and I sealed my mouth over hers in a deep kiss. My tongue slipped in to taste her and my hands dropped to her ass, pressing her tight against me. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to satisfy our craving for each other. I had to get to the studio for some meeting. I tore my mouth away and sighed, resting my forehead againsthers.

“Why don’t you get some rest and if you’re feeling up to it, I’ll take you to dinner tonight.”

“Are you going to”—she winked at me seductively—“rest with me?” The situation in my pants became really hard to ignore. “I absolutely meant that the way it sounded.”

“You have no idea how badly I’d like to do just that, baby. But, I have to go to the studio for a while.”

“Oh.” She pouted adorably, but then her expression brightened. “I should go with you. I’m your assistant.”

I was shaking my head before she was done speaking. “No, you need to rest, baby.”

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