Page 139 of Love Unforgettable
Chapter 50
Cole
I wake slowly and reach my hand across the bed only to find cold sheets next to me.
“Sweetness?” I call groggily.
Nothing.
I pull the covers back and sit up and rub the sleep from eyes. Looking around the room, I’m relieved to see that her things are still there. I grab the closest piece of clothing, my slacks, and pull them on without fastening the top and head out to the other room. She’s not there, or on the terrace or in the sunroom, but there is a note folded on the coffee table with my name on it.
Cole –
Went to grab coffee with Kat and Remi.
Back soon.
Love, Lex
I ponder whether to go find them or wait for her here. If she’s freaked out about last night, I want to give her space. And the only reason I can think that she’d be off with her friends is if she’s freaked out.
As far as I’m concerned, last night was fucking incredible. She and I are compatible in every way sexually. I’ve never slept so well, felt so content, as I did with Lexie in my arms. I can’t let her freak out now. Because I can’t let her leave me.
I decide to order a coffee cart from room service and shower to wake up a bit more, before going to see if I can find her. It’s barely eight o’clock so I’m disappointed that she’s awake and out of the room. I was hoping to have her for breakfast, take care of my morning wood, and then shower together. Instead, I’m jumping in the shower alone and turning the water as cold as I can stand to get rid of all the Lexie in the shower thoughts I just had.
I resist the urge to tug one out in the shower, and instead am in and out quickly. I brush my teeth, wrap a towel around my waist, and head out to the living room to see if my coffee has arrived. It has, but there are three women out on the terrace already drinking it. I watch them for a moment, all so different in appearance and personality, but so closely connected. That’s Lexie’s family. And if I want to be a part of it, I need to make sure they love me.
I open the French doors and walk out on the terrace where the San Francisco sun is making a rare appearance.
“Well, hello there, cowboy,” Kat says.
“Ladies, good morning,” I say. Then step over to Lexie and lean over to kiss her lightly on the lips. “Sweetness, good morning.”
She looks up at me and smiles. “Good morning,” she whispers.
I straighten. “I’m just grabbing some coffee and I’ll be out of your hair.”
“You can be in my hair anytime, big boy,” Remi jokes with a big wink. “Especially when you’re just in a towel.”
“He looks good, doesn’t he?” Lexie sighs, looking at me with adoration in her eyes.
That’s a good thing. I’ll take it.
“You chose your beefcake well, Lexie-loon,” Kat says.
“Does it matter that I’m right here?” I ask.
“No,” the three chorus together. I open the door to head back into the suite and hear Kat say, “You know, he’s almost as good as the cover for next year’s SSFD calendar. Which, my man is. Again.” The other two immediately begin to protest. I shut the door behind and drown them out. I head into the bedroom and get dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. Leaving my feet bare and my hair uncombed. Then I order more coffee from room service, as well as some pastries for the girls, and settle in on the couch to read the papers. Whatever is local in print, and thenCattle Ranchers DailyandTheWall Street Journalon my iPad.
Room service arrives in a timely manner and I have them take the pastries to the girls and leave the coffee with me. I’ve no doubt I’m a topic of conversation with them this morning, but I don’t hear any of what they are saying, outside of the occasional laughter. I don’t want to interrupt what they’ve got going, but I also want to talk to Lexie and find out where her head is at. I’m taking everything that’s happened thus far as a good sign.
Kat and Remi finally leave close to ten o’clock. Blowing me kisses and making fake suggestive comments as they go. They make me laugh, for sure. Lexie shuts the door after them, then moves to stand in front of me. I set my coffee down, my iPad aside, and hold my arms out to her. Instead of sitting next to me, like I was anticipating, she straddles my lap and rocks her hips against me. Then palms my cheeks and leads my face to hers for a very sensual good morning kiss.
I open my eyes after she pulls away. “That was a good way to start the day.”
“Mmmm,” she responds, nuzzling into my neck.
“You okay, sweetness?” I ask.
