Page 59 of The Wedding Wrecker

We rounded a corner of the resort, found a side door, and had to wait an excruciating minute until somebody passed and James could knock on the glass to get their attention.

The startled old woman clutched her scarf and slowly approached the door.

“Can you let us in?” James said, shouting so she could hear us through the glass.

The lady opened the door, then looked us up and down. “What on Earth?”

“You’re the best! Thanks!” James said, pulling me again as we ran up the stairs in our soaked, and partially frozen underwear.

By the time we reached our room, we were both shivering violently, but still laughing.

“I can’t believe you made me do that,” I said between clattering teeth.

“I think that lady was wondering how I could still be hard when I’m this cold.”

“She what?” I asked, eyes falling down to his underwear. I laughed, putting a hand over my mouth when I saw that sure enough, he was fully erect. “James!”

He paused at the door to our room. “Like I said. I’m this close to losing it around you, Em. Also, this might be a bad time to mention my room key is with my clothes. One of us is going to have to go to the front desk…”

“No…” I breathed.

He came close, planting a cold kiss on my lips and smiling. “You look way too fucking sexy to go walking around like this. You’re going to hide over there by the ice machine. If anybody comes in, just make machine noises so they don’t suspect anything.”

I laughed. “Machine noises? Like this?” I tried to make a grinding sound through my chattering teeth.

“Perfect. Now, wish me luck. I’ll be back.”

To his credit, James was only gone for two or three minutes before he came jogging back with a key in his hands. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were dancing with amusement. “That was interesting.”

“I’m not even going to ask,” I said.

“Did you have to convince anybody you were a machine while I was gone?”

“No,” I said, shivering badly.

He pulled me into a hug, opened our door, and guided me to the bathroom where we both unhooked robes and wrapped ourselves tightly.

Once the robe was over me, I discreetly slid off my soaking underwear, which flopped wetly to the ground. James followed suit, dropping his boxers before we both fell into bed like popsicles.. James tugged the sheets and comforter up over me and then slid into bed behind me. “Lose the robe. It’ll be warmer if we go skin-to-skin.”

“Is that real science?” I asked. “Or just a ploy to feel my ass.”

“Why can’t it be both?” he asked.

I smiled as I shivered my way out out of the robe, then sighed with relief when I felt his warmth against me.And something else.

“Still?” I asked.

“It’s your fault,” James said.

My shivers slowly died down as James held me in bed.

“It’s pretty gross that we got in here without showering after using a public pool,” I said.

“Super gross.”

“But I don’t want to move.”

“Then don’t. I’m not going anywhere.”

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