“I told you; I’ve been traveling a lot, and they’d haven’t been together that long. They met sometime in the summer.”
Kiera unbuttoned his shirt as she fought back a yawn. “I remember the pictures in the papers and magazines.” Despite her efforts, the yawn escaped.
“That means it’s time for me to go. Not that I want to.” Gray kissed her head and helped her into an upright position.
“Gray, I’m not that tired.” She watched him fix his shirt.
“You can’t even keep your eyes open.” He stood and held out a hand. “We have all weekend together.”
He was right, but she didn’t like it.
“What time should I come by tomorrow?”
Kiera followed him to the door. “Eleven?”
Gray paused with one arm in his jacket. “That’s too late.”
“I need time to bake and clean up.”
“So? I can help. Or watch.”
She’d get her task accomplished faster without him around, but his presences would make the morning much more enjoyable.
“Come over whenever you want then.” Or just don’t leave now. She toyed with the idea of asking him to stay, but dismissed it. She wasn’t up for anything but sleeping
tonight. If she asked Gray to stay, he’d expect more than a cuddle in bed.
“How does nine sound?” Gray zipped up his jacket.
“I’ll make sure my other boyfriend is gone by then.”
Gray leaned closer as if to kiss her. “You do that. And tell him if I ever see him around here, he’s a dead man.”
His lips came down on hers in a possessive kiss. A kiss intended to leave no questions behind about his feelings regarding her joke. When he pulled back, her lips tingled.
“Get a good night’s sleep. You’ll need it.”
She caught the sexual message and suppressed the images it invoked.
“I will. You, too.” Had her voice sounded a little seductive? It had to her, but had he noticed?
The smile Gray gave her indicated he had, and he kissed her one last time before he left.
Kiera locked the door and walked to the bathroom to take a shower before bed. While she waited for the water to heat up, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. A pink hue covered her face, and her lips remained rosy and swollen. Anyone would take one look at her and know she’d received a few toe-curling kisses.
What would tomorrow bring?
No doubt her lips would receive some more of Gray’s magic. What about the rest of her body?
He wanted her. More than once, she’d felt his erection against her during one of their kissing marathons. His tone tonight had alluded to a plan to keep her up late with some adult activities. Or she thought it had. She was far from an expert on men and reading between the lines. Still, both her mind and body picked up on the husky tone in his voice when he told her to get a good night’s sleep.
Tomorrow, he planned to make their relationship intimate, and she had no intentions of stopping him.
After her quick shower, Kiera pulled on her favorite sweat pants and a t-shirt. She didn’t bother to get in bed. Sleep would require that she lie still for a period of time. Right now, that wasn’t happening. Enough energy and excitement buzzed through her to power the entire building. If she had known that would happen after her shower, she would’ve taken it before Gray left. Then, they could have engaged in some fun tonight.
Since Gray was gone and she couldn’t sleep, she’d search through her recipes for something to make for tomorrow’s dinner party. Maybe she’d even find a recipe for something that Gray could take back to New York with him on Sunday.
Kiera flipped though her all-time favorite cookbook. It had been a gift from her grandfather, and she always found something tempting inside. Tonight proved to be no different.