Page 90 of Extended Bridge

Green eyes open and stare at me. “I have no option but to believe you. Because I love you, too, Sweetheart.”

“Oh, Bennett.”

I lunge at him. Our lips lock together, trying to erase all the self-doubt he has surrounding a lasting love. Our lasting love. Our kiss starts tentative but soon transforms into passion. One thing leads to another and soon we’re panting and sweaty and writhing in pure bliss.

After we take a shower, we retreat into the bus’s bedroom cocoon once again. Under the covers, we get wrapped up in each other. “I’m glad you’re in my life.”

His confession brings a smile to my face. “Me too.”

“Thanks for not letting me push you away.”

“Never going to happen.” My thumb flits over his luscious lips. “You know who else you can’t push away? Your band.”

“I’m not sure about them.”

“You’ve known them longer than me.”

“Well, true. They’re a great bunch of guys and I have a blast hanging out with them.” His forearm crosses his forehead.

“How about trying to open up a little to them?”

Pained eyes turn toward me. “All of them?”

“No,” I backtrack. “How about we start with one?” I consider each of his bandmates. “What about Luke? He’s not in the band, but you admitted you all wouldn’t survive a day without his guidance.”

Bennett wiggles his eyebrows. “You’re not wrong there.”

Not wanting to push him too far outside of his comfort zone, and considering it’s approaching daybreak, I decide to leave this topic for another day. It’s good enough he agreed to try with Luke. He’ll be counting all the guys as friends soon. I know it.

A huge yawn overtakes my entire being. A second later, Bennett’s yawn rivals mine. We both laugh.

He drags me closer to him and embraces me. “It’s been a big day. Let’s get some sleep—I need some time before I can go another round with you anyway. You tuckered me all out.”

Giggling at his outlandish quip, I kiss him while laughing, another experience I’ve only had with him. “I’ll hold you to it in the morning.”

“You do that, Sweetheart.”

Several hours and a few more orgasms later, the bus stops in the parking lot of another hotel. Dragging my overnight suitcase behind me, I approach our driver. “What town are we in, Danny?”

He has the decency not to smirk at us, no doubt knowing exactly what we’ve been up to. I could kiss him for his discretion. “We’re in Memphis, ma’am.”

My eyes widen. “Awesome!” I turn around and face Bennett. “I’ve always wanted to go to Graceland!”

Bennett chuckles at my exuberance. “I’ll reach out to Luke to see if he can arrange a tour.”

I skip off the bus and almost barrel into the man who can make this happen for us. “Luke,” I yell, not allowing Bennett to say anything. “We’re in Memphis. Think you can get us into Graceland?”

Bennett shakes his head. With a shrug, he adds, “As you can see, she’s sort of excited.”

Luke passes Bennett the room key. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint your physical therapist. By the way, this hotel has a great gym you might want to try for your exercises today.” He gives Bennett the rundown of the schedule, which is filled tomorrow but free for the rest of today. I rub my hands together.

We drop our luggage in the room and change. Which takes twice as long as usual because, well, Bennett. Once I’m finally in my leggings and tunic top and he’s in his workout gear, we leave to check out the gym. He stops in the middle of the fully equipped room.

“Shit. I wish I could do more than physical therapy. This gym is stocked.”

“You could do some upper body things,” I suggest. “Not that you need it.”

Aforementioned muscular arms pull me into a tight embrace. “How could I ever think the only reason you’re here is because of the contract?” He kisses the top of my head. “It’s for my body.”

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