Page 18 of My XOXO Holidate

“Sir Alexander, please show me to your bedchambers.”

I chuckle. “You don’t have to ask me twice.”

7

Amelia

The night in the hotel with Sam is by far the sexiest, most erotic night I’ve ever had. Sam was a sweet and attentive lover. It’s more than I could’ve ever wished for.

After our first time on the couch, we followed up in the shower and in bed. I fell asleep in his arms, and he took me again just before the sun came up. We had room service for breakfast.

Since that night of bliss, Sam and I have been inseparable. We spend every free moment together and I’ve been staying overnight with him at his father’s house.

The house is still for sale, but there’ve been two solid offers. Although I’m thankful and relieved that this process will be over for him, I’d be lying if I said I’m a little disappointed too. The finality of his time in Cedar Springs with the sale of the home only means he’ll have to go back to New York and I’m not ready to let him go.

Since our hot night in the hotel room, Sam has hinted about us long-term, but no definite plans or proclamations of love have been uttered.

By either of us.

Although the relationship started with a lot of flirting and then our fun trysts, I must admit I’m falling for him. Not at all what I planned. Knowing his time here in Cedar Springs was limited and he’d eventually have to go back to New York, I wasn’t planning on developing feelings.

I’ve never actually been in love before. This thing with Sam, it’s different. I want to be with him all the time. I can’t think of anything else when we’re not together, daydreaming about him when I should be working. My heart still flutters when my phone lights up with his name.

Sam

When Amelia invites me to spend the night at her apartment, I’m curious to see what her place is like. What better way to get to know someone completely than seeing where they live and spending time with them in their house.

I pull up to the apartment and head through the entryway to the second floor. Obviously, it’s not the place I’m used to— no doorman, no elevator. The hallways have hardwood floors and it’s easy to see this was once someone’s home that’s been converted to an apartment.

In this area of Cedar Springs, there are a lot of houses that are now apartments. As the original families who settled in Cedar Springs moved from their large homes, developers came in and converted the homes to apartments.

I tap on apartment door 203, I hear footsteps and Amelia opens the door. As usual, she takes my breath away. Her long hair is straight and the golden tresses cascade around her shoulders. She’s wearing cut-offs that hug her ass and a red tank top. She greets me with a hug. Her chest presses against me.

“Hey,” she greets and kisses me. “Come on in.”

I step into the living room. It’s small but cozy. Like the hallway, the floors are hardwood with a large area rug centered in the room. The living room leads into a small dining area and what I can only assume is the kitchen to the side. There’s a clear view down the hallway to the bedrooms and bathroom.

“Nice place.” I look around at the photos on the wall. “So, we have it all to ourselves, huh?”

“Yes.” Amelia grins. “Mia went out of town to visit some friends. She won’t be back until Sunday evening.”

“Did you take these photos?” I ask as I point to the wall filled with a variety of photos.

“No, it’s all Mia. She loves photography.”

“Very nice.”

Amelia

Sam takes me out for a nice dinner, and we enjoy our food and the conversation. Sam talks about New York when I ask him what it’s like living in such a big city. I can’t imagine depending on a taxi for transportation when everything in Cedar Springs is practically within walking distance. I’ve only been in a cab twice in my life.

We return from dinner, and I unlock the front door. Practically everything in this place belongs to Mia. When I moved back to Cedar Springs, I could only bring back what would fit in my small car. I had to sell most of my stuff before I returned home—furniture, books, guitar, and many other cherished possessions. I moved in here with my clothes, some photos, and a few treasured items.

Once we step inside the apartment, it doesn’t take long for Sam to pull me into his arms and lead me down the hallway to my bedroom. He’s insatiable.

“You have no idea what you do to me.”

We throw our clothes off and fall onto my bed. I can’t wait to feel Sam’s skin on mine. He wastes no time working his tongue on my body and sending shivers down my spine.

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