Page 100 of Until He Confesses

If I could, then I could have him, and I could have this life. My brow furrowed as the thought registered in my brain, and immediately I threw the entire consideration out of my head. I had found the culprit to my current shameless desires. Of course, I wanted the high life, the traveling, the restaurants, and overpriced dresses. This had always been a dream of mine, and through becoming an air hostess, I had learned how to give this to myself on a budget. But now that he was here, I wanted to ride on the coattails of his success as well, to take things even further.

Shaking my head, I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the seat, feeling embarrassed about the direction of my thoughts. How vain of me to consider sacrificing the possibility of an unstained relationship for this one. Soon, we arrived back at my inn, and to my surprise, he got out of the car and rounded it to pull the door open for me.

“Thank you,” I said, stumbling out and unable to ignore the slight awkwardness I felt.

But when he held my arm and nodded his head toward the enchanting street behind us, I realized that he had additional plans.

“Let's take a little walk,” he said. “The weather’s great.”

Looking around, I immediately agreed with his assessment, but as with anything concerning him, I had to think twice. Eventually, I decided that prolonging the good time we had had together tonight was not a crime, and so I held onto him for support and began to walk.

We were quiet for a few minutes, and then he asked.

“Do the heels hurt?”

“Slightly,” I said. “But that's because I've been in them for a while.”

He nodded at this, and we kept walking arm in arm, watching the people leaving buildings and people we passed by, silently observing. We were incredibly aware of each other but kept our thoughts and emotions to ourselves until we finally reached a streetlamp with the most gorgeous lighting. The street behind looked like the backdrop of a painting, and it all seemed so magical.

“Please take a picture of me,” I told him.

He stopped and turned to me, accepting my phone with a nod. There was something about his expression that seemed quite sad, but I looked away from it and tried to put on the best smile that I could as I leaned against the pole.

However, what I found as I turned around was that I couldn't look away from him. His eyes were on my screen as he tried to focus. I held my hands together behind my back and stared at him as he took multiple shots. Then he lifted his gaze and looked at me. I wished I could do the same. When I headed back to him, I couldn't quite bring myself to ask.

I also wished we could take a picture together, but again this wasn't appropriate, was it? Sighing, I took a quick glance at the photos, confirmed that they were alright, and then asked that we head back to my inn.

I didn't know if he was going to spend the night with me, and I wasn't sure if I wanted him to. Plus, I was exhausted, so as we neared the building, I forced myself to ask.

He took a look at the building, and before he could answer, I responded.

"It's small but extremely cozy," I said, and he smiled.

"I don't doubt that. Let's go in."

I was a bit surprised at how he had so swiftly made the decision, but I had no complaints till we arrived at the elevator.

"I thought you'd request that we go to your hotel," I said, and he looked at me.

"It's almost an hour away," he said. "I can't wait that long."

And with this one statement, I was completely ready for him.

48

LUCAS

For some reason, taking these pictures for her but not being able to participate in any capacity had been hurtful. It was a beautiful moment, with two lights from the lamp shining down on her and the background equally striking. And then there was the woman in focus. For a while, I was so distracted that I almost failed to take the pictures, but thankfully I was able to salvage things in the end.

And now, here we were in the small room that was beginning to smell like her. It was nothing compared to the grandiosity of where I was currently staying, and it made me worried for her safety. But her scent was already permeating the place, and as a result, I couldn’t help but feel comfortable. I pulled my jacket off, leaving only my pants and shirt on, and then tried to wait for her. But after a little while, she hadn’t come out and I could no longer wait.

I headed to the bathroom and found that she was deep in thought and hadn't realized that I had come in. I watched her and wondered what was bothering her, but I knew, of course, that she wasn't going to say a word. Finally, she noticed my presence and she straightened, sending me a smile as she wiped the color off her lips. I watched her and then went over until I was standing behind her. We didn’t say a word, but one kiss to her neck, and there was no reason to. All reason was thrown out of the window as I wrapped my arms around her and then proceeded to take the dress off.

"Careful," she said as I pulled the zipper down, and I couldn't help but smile.

"I don't have to return it?" she said, and the question seemed strange to me.

"What would you return it for?" I asked as she stepped out of it, but then she lowered her gaze and avoided my eyes.

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