Page 184 of Hunt for You

BEAUTIFUL: Room 7805. There’s no external stairs that high, but there’s a bank of elevators on the first floor, just inside the exterior door. I’ll leave it propped open for you, but get there fast because they usually have alarms if they’re open more than a minute or two.

ME: Got it.

I jumped out of the car, grabbed our bags from the back and slung them both over one shoulder, gripping them with one hand as I started towards that exterior entrance. I took the stairs two at a time until I found the door she’d propped open—but Bridget herself was nowhere to be seen.

I smiled, but kept my hood up and my chin down as I got into the hallway, letting the door close behind me, and pushing the button for an elevator, impatiently.

I didn’t look up, kept my head down and looked at my phone so the cameras wouldn’t catch me, and darted out into the hallway on the seventh floor looking for the signs—and instead seeing Bridget, almost at the other end of the floor, walking quickly with her back to me, and her head down like she was looking at her phone.

Instinctively I slipped behind one of the pillars that extended out of the wall alongside each doorway—and my instincts prickled.

I smiled and leaned out just far enough to get one eye out and see where she was. She was just turning from looking for me, but still walking briskly.

Then I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Slipping back behind the pillar again, I checked it quickly and smiled.

BEAUTIFUL: Where are you? You can’t get into the room without a keycard.

I was about to answer, but then I had an idea.

Peering out again to see where she was, I caught her turning a corner at the other end of the floor and had to slip back behind the pillar quickly so she wouldn’t see me.

ME: I’m coming.

I waited a few more seconds, checked that the hall was empty, then trotted the length of the hallway, keeping to the wall so the pillars obscured my position from anyone looking around the corner.

BEAUTIFUL: Oh, to be a man and for it to be so simple.

I snorted.

ME: New rule. Next time we’re going anywhere, you don’t tell me and I have to find you.

BEAUTIFUL: Great in theory, but with ten floors, it might have taken you a while. I would like to have at least one orgasm before the sun comes up.

Fair point.

I reached the intersection of hallways at the end and peered around—but now it was my line of sight that was obscured by the pillars. But there were only two doors on each side, so very few options. I smiled, and sent her one word.

ME: Soon.

Still uncertain whether she was in the hallway behind a pillar, or had gone into the room and was waiting for me to knock, I crept forward, peering around the first pillar, and mentally cursing when she wasn’t there—which meant our doorhad to be the second one on this side, because I could see the other two from this angle and the numbers were even.

My heart was hammering, my body tightening again in anticipation. But just as I made it to the next pillar, I heard the elevators on the main floor ding.

Cursing, I whipped around the pillar, relieved to see that it was our room, and knocked quietly.

There was no sound for a moment and I shifted the bags on my shoulder, my breath becoming shallow as I imagined her inside—

There was a clunk, and the door swung open and Bridget,my wife,stood there in the doorway. Beaming at me.

And naked as the day she was born.

I stopped dead, staring, taking in the sight of her. Adrenaline coursing through my veins as I scanned her gorgeous body all the way up from her toes. I was fully erect immediately—and stunned.

“Hey…” she said quietly… and a little shyly?

I locked eyes with her immediately. I was panting.

“Do you need food or water… a bathroom… anything?” I growled at her, still standing just outside the door.

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