Page 8 of Promised Adventure
Chapter Five
JORDAN
“We should head back before it gets too late. I need to find a hotel for the week, too,” Wren said as he packed up his filming equipment.
I moved to help him, but I wasn’t really there. I was in my head, wondering why he wanted to stay at a hotel when he could stay with me. Unless the kiss had been a turnoff for him, despite meaning so much to me.
I wasn’t one to go around kissing someone I’d only met the day before, but he didn’t feel like someone I’d just met. Wren just felt…right. Like he’d gone on a long trip and was finally back where he belonged: in my life.
Was it crazy to think that way about a practical stranger? Yes, it was. I was someone who never made emotion-based decisions, but everything was telling me to put away my logical side for one and lead with my heart.
So, I took the leap of faith.
“I want you to stay with me,” I said when we had everything packed again.
The last rays of the sun still lingered enough for me to see the bright smile on Wren’s face. The doubt that had slowly crept up disappeared instantly.
“But I don’t want to inconvenience you.” He sounded worried, but he was still full-on beaming.
I gathered him into a hug. I’d been surprised when he’d suddenly hugged me earlier today, but now it was hard to imagine him anywhere but here. How could someone fit inside my arms so perfectly?
“You’re not. In fact, you’ll be doing me a favor by making me not overthink by staying with me,” I said honestly.
Wren grinned. “Yeah? And what’s that pretty brain of yours overthinking about?”
I hesitated, wondering if my real thoughts would scare him off. Wren’s blue eyes stared right at me like he could see under my skin. The way he looked at me was so…open and trusting, and I worried about him traveling all alone. I knew he was an adult, but that didn’t mean I could stop the overwhelming urge to protect him.
“I keep wondering if you’re as into me as I am you. Or if you didn’t like the kiss, and that’s why you’d rather stay at a hotel.”
Wren’s reply was another grin before going on his tiptoes to give me a sweet kiss that filled my heart with sugar.
“Oh, I’m definitelyveryinto you. And that kiss? You don’t know how hard I’m holding myself back from keeping you trapped here all night just to kiss you.”
I chuckled and stole another kiss. When I pulled back, I said, “I really like that sound of that, but we don’t have camping gear. Maybe we can go home and then you can kiss me there…?”
Wren’s eyes widened for a split second before curving into a smile. “Yeah, let’s go home,” he murmured. He plopped one last kiss on my lips before skipping away. He grabbed his gear, then stretched out his hand to take mine as we slowly made our way down the mountain.
It was already getting dark, but I knew these trails well, and my phone’s flashlight provided more than enough light to get us home.
He didn’t stop touching me during the entire ride back. His hand drifted up my thigh whenever I needed both hands on the steering wheel. It was torture and bliss all wrapped up in a tiny package of a man.
When I hastily parked outside my cabin, I scrambled out of my truck and was at Wren’s side before he could even get his door opened. He had a wicked smile on his face that told me he knew exactly what he was doing this entire time.
I scooped him out of his seat. His arms flailed for a second before finding their home around my neck.
“Naughty,” I whispered against his lips, then carried him inside.
Wren held on tight. His laughs turned into a gasp when he bounced onto my bed. As I loomed over him, Wren scrambled to take off my clothes. When we were both fully naked, I heard Wren suck in a breath.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he said, eyes shining with lust.
“I should be saying that to you,” I replied.
Wren looked like a fucking wet dream laying on my bed naked and hard for me. I stroked his already leaking cock, and the sound that came from him had my own erection bouncing in excitement.
I didn’t know how far he wanted to take it tonight, but hell if I wasn’t hoping for it all. As if reading my mind, Wren lifted a leg in invitation.
“I really hope you top,” he purred. How could someone so innocent-looking be lust incarnate?
