Page 11 of Arrogant Arrival

Renee: The suspense is killing me…I hate you. I hope you’re alive, but I really hate you.

Oh my gosh!I check the time of the messages. Last message was sent an hour ago. I begin typing, but then the room phone rings. Jim stirs and groans. I reach over and hurry to answer so I don’t wake him. I’m also not quite ready for the awkward morning-after conversation with Jim.

“Hello?” I whisper into the phone.

“You bitch! We’ve been worried sick!” I can’t help but burst out laughing at Renee’s outburst. I can hear Lana in the background. “She answered?”

“I’m sorry. Ijustwoke up.” I release a little moan as I stretch while still lying in bed.

“Uh-huh. I see.” Renee’s voice perks up. “My-my. Some night, I take it?”

“You could say that,” I coo into the phone and then giggle.

“Well, he must’ve really been good. I can’t remember the last time I heard you this giddy. I guess I can forgive you for worrying us to death.”

“I’m sorry.” I hope my voice conveys my sincerity.

“Just don’t do it again, promise?”

“I promise.”

Next, Lana’s voice comes in through the phone. “We have to go. Please keep us updated, and we demand all the naughty, filthy details. You owe us that much.”

“How did you even find me ?”

Lana scoffs. “Duh. You told us which hotel and his name. Wasn’t that hard. I’m your sister, by the way, who’s at the hospital with a baby. Just in case anyone asks.”

“Well, take care, sis, and give my niece a kiss on the cheek for me.”

“I had a boy! You have a nephew. Gosh, you’re a horrible aunt—and sister—for not answering your phone.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry since you never specified the gender of our fictional baby. I wish I would’ve known, I’d have sent a gift. Anyway, you two be safe and take care.”

“You too! And answer your phone, or we’ll find you!”

I reach over and hang up the phone, laughing at what crazy, but loyal, friends I have. I pick up my cell and check flight statuses since the rain doesn’t look like it’s letting up. Sure enough, all morning flights have been postponed until this afternoon when they hope the storm will clear.

Jim’s gravelly voice sounds extra seductive this morning as he whispers in my ear. “There’s absolutely no reason to get out of bed.”

My stomach tightens and heat throbs at my core at the prospect of a few more hours with him. I’m not sure how much more my body can handle of him, but I’m willing to test the limits. His hand travels down my body as my legs involuntarily spread open for him. He’s right…there’s no reason to get out of bed.

I have no idea how I’ll be able to walk away from this man today. I have no idea how I’ll be able to walkperiod.What have I done? How was I supposed to know this guy would wreck me with orgasms and tender caresses? This is just physical. I need to keep reminding myself that the look in his eyes, and those tender touches, are pure physical lust. It isn’t possible that this is a real connection we’re having because we’re complete strangers. A stranger who’s working my body like he’s known it all his life. He is no doubt a skilled lover. The multiple orgasms proved that point clearly. I’m getting attached faster to him than I have any other guy, which is the one thing I wasn’t supposed to do. Maybe it’s because I’m trying so hard to not fall for a guy, that I’m falling when I shouldn’t be. I know, this isn’t real, it’s all in my head.

His fingers play my body as the thunder continues to rumble, and as the pleasure builds, all my worries and concerns drift away. He’s working me like a plane about to take off, pushing all the right buttons and checking off every checklist he has to complete me. My body shakes with the building, and my heart pounds in my ears so loudly I can’t hear anything else. Jim slides on top of me as his weight presses me into the mattress. He eases inside of me, and I feel myself rising higher and higher. He’s already worked me up so much that it’s not going to take me long to fall over that blissful edge. I dig my nails into his shoulders, and he releases a low growl. The sound is so erotic, so hot, that I moan as he pushes deeper into me.

My stomach tightens, and I wonder if I’m going to break in half, my body is wound so tight. Jim shifts his hips, the angle changing, and my question is unanswered—I break. I come undone in the most unreal and blissful way. I sigh into Jim’s mouth and he groans as I feel his body tighten and then quiver.

This isn’t genuine. It can’t be. It’s only physical. I try to remind myself over and over so I don’t fall completely, so far I’ve only stumbled. So I tell myself over and over again the only thing that I can…

Jolene, tonight all this goes away…

Jimmy

I’m not ready to leave Jolene. I want to ask her for her phone number or for any way to contact her, but I’m terrified that this didn’t mean the same to her as it did to me. It’s crazy, but we have something. I just don’t know if she realizes it or even wants it. After having her in the bed and again in our extra steamy shower, we both receive notifications that our flights are scheduled to leave tonight. We have to get back to the airport, and then we’ll go our separate ways.

My phone rings again. I’ve been ignoring all my calls and messages, but this is a call from the private company I work for so I have to take it. Jolene is in the bathroom fixing her hair, so I hurry to answer.

“Hello, Jim here.”

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