Page 53 of Enchanting the CEO

I chuckled. "You're not wrong. I can barely keep my eyes open." I yawned. "But still, this is your room."

"Diane," he said, leaning forward to me. Did I mention he was naked? Even though I was half asleep, my hormones went to overdrive.

I splayed my fingers on his chest. I could clearly feel that he was tense. His muscles were taut, and a few veins were popping along his neck. I pressed my thumbs in two spots just on the side of his clavicle.

"Hmm. I can't let you leave like this. You need a massage. You're so stressed," I said. Licking my lips, I kissed down the front of his neck until I reached his Adam's apple. "How about a little de-stressing session beforehand?"

He groaned and fisted my hair. "Don't tempt me, Diane. The plane's leaving in two hours."

I fell back on my pillow. "You coordinated a flight already? You’re very efficient."

He groaned again, and I realized I'd dropped my sheet, so he had a full view of my breasts and my nipples. "I'm so good at tempting you, huh?" I asked.

"Damn. Yes, you are," he said, lowering his head, taking one nipple into his mouth and then moving to the other one.

I arched my back as a spasm of pleasure ricocheted through me. It was so unexpected that I didn't have time to brace myself. Then he straightened up and rose from the bed.

I pouted. "No, you can't leave me like this.”

He grinned. "We can pick up from right there once I return."

I smiled lazily. "That works."

Through a haze I watched him pack his bag. I was getting sleepier by the second, although I did manage to focus on watching him get dressed. He was just as sexy putting his clothes on as he was taking them off.

He put on suit pants and a shirt, then a belt. He added cuff links too. Of course.

I felt a pang in my stomach. I didn't want him to leave, but I knew he'd be back soon.

"Come on, sleepyhead, go back to bed. I can see you want to sleep," he said as he moved his suitcase by the door.

"I am definitely going to sleep like the dead after you're gone, but I didn't want to waste a single minute of watching you dress up. It was delicious."

He smiled and rolled his suitcase out. I thought he’d leave without giving me a goodbye kiss, but he came right back and put a knee on the mattress. Leaning over me, he kissed the side of my neck and said, "Be good while I'm gone."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

He just winked.

"How long are you staying?"

"Probably the whole week."

"Oh." Yeah, the pang in my stomach was definitely one of disappointment. He was going to be gone for a full week? I wanted to tell him to call or text me, but that sounded needy even in my mind. He was just my housemate, after all, even though we'd slept together and been on a date. Now things were confusing.

I smiled at him and said, "I hope everything works out."

This time, he did leave the room. Hugging his pillow under my head, inhaling his delicious masculine scent, I fell back asleep the next second.

When I opened my eyes again, the light outside was much brighter.

Did I dream that Gabe went away?

I looked to my left and then my right.

No, the bed was empty. It definitely wasn't a dream.

I checked my phone. It was eight o'clock. My alarm was set for eight fifteen. I paused it, but instead of getting out of bed, I stayed in, propping the pillow against the headboard and sitting upright, glancing around.

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