Chapter Fourteen
Megan
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The next morning, Iwoke up early, the way I usually did. To my astonishment, Luke was already awake. He was sitting in bed next to me, looking at me and smiling.
"Hey, how long have you been awake?" I asked.
"Not long." His voice was delectable in the morning, even deeper than normal.
"Is it late? Why didn't you wake me up?"
"We've still got some time. We’re leaving at eight thirty. You’re gorgeous when you sleep."
Waking up next to this stunning man filled me with immense joy. I moved closer to him, kissing up that muscular arm. I felt very happy and content.
"You don't have to flatter me, you know. You already got in my pants—or, well, in my god-awful panties."
"I'm telling the truth." He slung an arm around my waist, pulling me on top of him. “This is the proof.”
He was sporting some serious morning wood.
I tapped my lips with a fingertip. “Hmm, I’m not sure that counts as proof. It happens in the morning anyway."
"Woman, why are you determined to fight me?"
"Because I like how hard you try to prove your point.”
He laughed, kissing up my neck. I shuddered in his arms, but then I saw the clock.
"Luke!" I exclaimed, jumping off him and then off the bed. "It's eight o'clock. Why didn't you say anything? You said we’re leaving at eight thirty."
"Yes, but we only need about five minutes to get from here to the heliport.”
“And I need all the minutes I can to get ready."
"What are you talking about? It's just showering. That takes two minutes."
I burst out laughing, but I felt a bit panicky on the inside now. "Maybe for you. I need a bit longer."
He looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language.
I went straight to the shower, turning it on. The water pressure was so low that only a thin stream came out.
"Damn it!" I cursed.
He poked his head inside. "What happened?"
"The water is barely working. It wasn't great last night either. The pressure kept dropping, but now it's worse!”
"Come on, let's go to my room. You can shower there. It worked fine last night."
I nodded, putting on the only clothes I had and the second pair of new panties. I shoved all the toiletries I bought in my laptop bag and followed him out of the room. He looked dressed and ready to go even without a shower. No wonder he thought we had plenty of time.
Thankfully, the water pressure in his room was great. The truth was, I also needed the shower to wake up. Feeling the water flow over my face and body was refreshing. I didn't need to wash my hair because I’d done it last night, so I pulled it in a high ponytail and tried not to get it wet.
After getting out, I brushed my teeth and wrapped a towel around me. Stepping inside the bedroom, I said, "Okay, I'm good. You can shower now."