I giggled, thinking back to it. "Yes, it was good. I had a good flying partner. So, it helped."
"Glad to hear that. I want you to have the best time while you're away."
I thought back to dinner and Maddox's story and realized he had been right, that this was the time that I needed to live because Derrick deserved none of my tears. "I'm going to go, Mom. I love you and just wanted to let you know everything is fine."
"I'm so glad to hear that. Love you, too, sweetie. Now go off and enjoy Paris."
Maddox
I stood under the spray of the shower, allowing the hot water time to warm my body. We'd spent the day shopping on our own and had met back at the room a little after five to get ready for a night out on the town. I had booked us dinner reservations at a little local restaurant for seven thirty while I'd been out and had called Tess immediately after telling her I'd found a place. I closed my eyes, stood against the wall, and let the water run over me.
"Maddox, are you okay if I come in and grab my makeup bag? I left it on the counter by accident and I need it," I heard Tess call. When I didn't respond right away, she continued, "I promise I won't look." She giggled.
"It's fine, Tess, go ahead." I chuckled.
I could barely make out her form through the fogged shower glass. Instead I watched her shadow as she quickly made her way to the counter. She grabbed her bag and took off into the room, closing the door behind her. I laughed to myself at how fast she'd left the room. She acted like she’d never been in a bathroom with a naked man before.
I took one final rinse, then shut the water off and stepped out of the shower and was reaching for a towel when the door opened again, only I didn’t have time to grab it and wrap it around myself. It was too late. Tess already had seen everything I had to offer.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I thought you were in the shower still!" she exclaimed, covering her eyes.
I cleared my throat and turned to look at her over my shoulder. She stood there in nothing but her bra and panties, her hands over her eyes, her cheeks flushed. I pulled the towel off the hook and covered my semi-hard cock, taking a minute to allow my eyes to wander down her bra and panty-clad body. I could feel my cock hardening in my hand as I continued to look at her. I loved the way the black lace bra and panties looked against her creamy flesh. “It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. My God. I’m so embarrassed,” she cried, turning, and running back out into the room, pulling the door shut behind her.
I stood there for a few moments, my hard cock in my hand, gripping it as it throbbed. I blew out a breath and turned the water back on, climbing back in under the cold water, and chuckled to myself. Her cheeks were so red, and she’d left so fast that I’d barely had enough time to say anything.
I stepped out of the bathroom half an hour later, dressed in jeans and a sweater. My eyes instantly landed on Tess. She stood before me in a gorgeous red dress, similar to the one she had on the night before, yet all I could picture was her standing before me in the matching red-and-black bra and panty set, she'd had on.
"Maddox, I'm so sorry," she said instantly. "I really thought you were still in the shower. I never would have come in knowing you..." Her cheeks flamed red again.
"It's fine, Tess. I don't think I have anything you haven't seen before." I winked, trying to take a bit of tension out of the room.
I adored how quickly she hid her eyes from me, her cheeks still red with embarrassment.
"Like I said, I'm sorry. I’m never going to be able to look at you again."
I chuckled. "Of course you will, it's fine," I repeated, moving over to her and tapping her nose with my forefinger, trying to make her feel at ease. "Now let's head out, shall we."
She dropped her hands and looked up at me.
“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” I said in a low voice, studying her eyes.
She shook her head. “No,” she murmured and reached for the red shawl that lay on the end of the bed and wrapped it around her shoulders.
I grabbed my jacket and held the door open for her. We walked in silence down the hall to the elevator. When we hit the lobby, I placed my hand on the small of her back, guiding her out into the street, and grabbed a cab.
The restaurant wasn't that far from the hotel, and we were there rather quickly. We sat in the front window looking out onto the softly lit side street, looking over our menus in silence.
I couldn't help but occasionally glance up. She sat across from me, biting her thumb innocently as she looked over the menu. I couldn't stop my mind from drifting to her standing in that bathroom, her full breasts spilling over the top of her bra. She looked good enough to eat for dinner, and the longer I watched her, the more I could feel myself growing aroused at the thought.
She glanced up and caught me watching her. "What is it?" she questioned, closing the menu and looking out at the lightly snow-covered street.
"Know what you're having?" I asked.
"The chicken. What about you?"
"The same. Thought we would start off with a charcuterie board, or perhaps the olive tapenade."