Page 94 of Touch in the Dark

I shut the door and look over at her. Her hair is a mess, but she looks fucking hot in her panties and my shirt. She tips her head back and laughs, then rolls her head so she is looking at me. I can’t help but laugh too.

“I’m going to have to tell Remi he needs a bigger car.”

“You’re going to tell him about this?” I ask in surprise.

“No,” she shakes her head. “We should probably head back,” she says, pulling my shirt closed.

“Or we could find a hotel,” I say, looking at my watch. “Or not, no pressure,” I add, when she doesn’t answer. “I was just thinking about… cleaning up,” I glance at her thighs.

“That might actually be a good idea,” she squirms a little.

We decide to switch and Elsa pulls on her pants before getting into her seat. I make sure she has her seatbelt on then ask Siri to find me the nearest hotel. I book a room online and when we get there, Elsa goes inside and checks us in while I park the car. I don’t have anything I can use to disguise myself and there are a lot of people around. Elsa comes out with the key, ushers me inside and into the elevator before anyone has time to look at me.

In the room, I glance at the bed, then Elsa, who looks every bit like she just got fucked in a car.

“You can take the first shower,” I say, dropping the keys to the Maserati and my wallet on the bedside table.

“Thank you,” she says, then slips into the bathroom and shuts the door.

I’d kinda been hoping she’d invite me in, but I guess she needs her space. I sit down on the end of the bed as the shower starts up. I stare down at my feet for a while thinking about the day. I never imagined when I woke up this morning with a raging hang over, I would end it in a hotel in Malibu having some of the best and weirdest sex of my life. Although, one thing Elsa and I never got wrong was sex. But even I know that isn’t enough.

I check my phone and answer Archer and Jenna’s texts that have been coming in through the day. I don’t tell them where we are, but I let them know we’re safe. Jenna replies straight away wanting more details, but I tell her we’ll catch up tomorrow.

Archer only replies to say I owe him fifty bucks.

Fucking Adam.

Chapter Twenty-Three

After Nick’s shower, he gets into bed naked and pulls me into him, just like he did the other night. It feels… comfortable. Like we belong here, like this. He doesn’t make a move for more sex, and before too long my eyelids droop. It has been a long, stressful day and finishing it with sex in the car, which I instigated this time, has left me drained. I know it was crazy to suggest and then go through with unprotected sex, but I am safe from pregnancy, and I do trust him. It slipped out that I hadn’t been with anyone since him and I’m sure he’ll bring it up but for now, I just let myself drift off.

When I wake up, he isn’t there and for a second I think he left, then the toilet flushes and he comes back into the room, looking like every woman’s wet dream. Completely, gloriously naked. He winks at me as he checks his phone, then gets back under the covers, lying on his side so he is facing me. I roll over too and stare at him.

“Morning,” he says.

“No fair,” I groan, pushing my face into the pillow. “You brushed your teeth.” My voice is muffled but Nick just laughs and gently shoves my head, to bring it out of the pillow.

“Thanks for yesterday,” he says. “And no, I’m not just referring to the sex, although that was fucking hot. I’m already planning another attempt at that, but in a much bigger vehicle. I mean for being here with me, for understanding my shit and not telling me to go to hell.”

“You expected that?”

“How could I not? I was a prick, Elsa. I’m not entirely sure I even deserve to be lying here with you,” he frowns, as if he’s saying the wrong thing.

It’s another tick in the box that he isn’t being all cocky about it. But I don’t let him know that. Let him worry a little longer.

“Your phone was buzzing before,” he tells me.

I reach over for it, the sheet slipping and Nick groans. I give him a sultry look but then roll away, pulling the sheet over me as I sit up and grab my phone. Remi, Jenna, Brooke and my dad have all text over the last few hours. I reply to Remi and my dad, but the others can wait. They tricked us into this, whether it went well or not, they had no way of knowing, so I’ll let them suffer a little longer. I’m sure it’s obvious something happened with neither of us coming home.

Nick picks up the hotel phone and orders room service while I use the bathroom, grabbing his shirt to cover up. I brush my teeth with the complimentary toothbrush. I hadn’t noticed the night before, but this hotel is really nice. Back in the room, Nick looks at me, his eyes roaming over the shirt. He gets a look in his eye that has me stopping in my tracks.

“Come here,” he says.

“Room service is on its way.”

“They said it would be about twenty minutes. We can do a lot in that time.”

“Really? Like what?”

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