Page 36 of One Weekend in Seattle

His gaze heated. “The more clothing between us the better. Trust me.” He walked into the bedroom.

She sighed, knowing he was right. But she really wanted to ignore all her good sense and follow him into his bedroom.

Sawyer came back in jeans and a polo shirt, looking as delicious as he did in sweats and a t-shirt. Her gut tightened. This man had become so important to her in such a short period of time. It scared her.

“Ready?” he asked.

“As I’ll ever be.” She grabbed her purse and reached for her bags, but Sawyer got to them first.

“I’ll carry them for you.”

“Thank you.”

The ride in the elevator was silent, and Gabby hated it. By voicing her need to get back to Lindsay, they’d become strangers. When the elevator doors opened, they were in a garage. She hadn’t even thought about where he might park his vehicle.

With his free hand, Sawyer guided her to a sparkling dark blue SUV. It wasn’t a road yacht; it was a smaller one. This was more what she expected from a nightclub manager. After putting her bags in the back, he held the passenger door open for her.

Gabby climbed in, enjoying the soft leather seats and ample leg room. She buckled her seatbelt as Sawyer got behind the wheel. She wanted to say something to him, but didn’t know what.

He started the engine, and they were on their way. “Do you need directions?”

“No, I remember the way.” He glanced over at her. “Unless you’ve changed your mind?”

She shook her head, not trusting herself to voice her willingness to go back to his apartment. Gabby stared out at thewindow. Yesterday and last night had been wonderful, even this morning. Now everything felt off to her. Tense and unyielding.

In no time at all, he pulled up in front of Lindsay’s building, parked, and climbed out of the vehicle before she could say a word. Gabby opened her door and slid out as Sawyer grabbed her bags out from the trunk area.

“I can take those.” She held out her hand.

“Not yet.” He snagged her around the waist and pulled her close. “I’m going to miss you.”

Tension seeped out of her body, and she relaxed against him. “Me too.”

He gave a half grin before he lowered his head.

Their lips met, and the kissing dance began. Sawyer backed her up against his vehicle as the kiss went on and on. When he finally pulled back, Gabby stood there, eyes closed, lips slightly parted.

“Goodness.” She wanted nothing more than to say the hell with it and pull him back into her arms for another kiss, but the rational part of her dissented.

“Why don’t you and Lindsay come by the club tonight. I’ll keep a table open for you.”

“I’ll talk to Lindsay.” And she would. It couldn’t be too late of a night because she did have to fly home tomorrow, but it wouldn’t hurt to see Sawyer one more time.

“Good.” He stepped away. Taking her hand, he led her to the entrance gate into Lindsay’s apartment complex.

Gabby rang the bell. “Hello,” Lindsay’s voice sounded scratchy.

“Hey, Lindsay, it’s me. Let me in.”

“You got it.” The line went dead, and the buzzer for the gate sounded.

Gabby pushed the gate open and turned to Sawyer. “I had a great time.” She took her bags from him.

He nodded. “Tonight.” Sawyer leaned down and pressed a hard kiss against her lips before he turned and went back to his vehicle.

She stepped through the gate and closed it. She stood there watching until the SUV pulled away. Her heart grew heavy as she made her way to Lindsay’s apartment.

Her friend was standing with the door open, her expression a mixture of mischief and anticipation. “Tell me everything.”

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