Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“You know, I looked for you when I got to college. I kept asking if you had checked in yet. The answer was the same. I called your parents that night, asking where you were.”
“What did they tell you?”
“That you’d chosen a different school and you would call me later. Deep down, I knew you wouldn’t call, but I still waited. I hoped. Where did you end up?”
“The University of Miami,” she told him. “It was far away, tropical, and my parents loved coming down after the season to rest. During college, I took a photography class and never looked back. I have a small studio that I do a lot of custom work in, but I primarily work for the Marlins, Heat, and the Panthers.”
“Isn’t it hockey and basketball season now?”
“Yes,” she laughed. “But I took vacation.”
“I must confess. When I saw you sitting there, I tried looking you up on Facebook, but couldn’t find you. So, I looked up your brother and saw some pictures of the two of you. How’s he doing?”
“I do have Facebook. It’s just not under my name. Elden’s doing really well. He’s engaged to a woman from Sweden, and he really loves his team.”
“You really wanted to hide from me, huh?”
She shrugged. “It was easier than seeing you with her.”
They stared at each other and fell quiet. Holly shivered and reached up to turn the fan off above her while Christian tore open the plastic wrap for the blanket. He spread it across her legs and lightly grazed her breast when he went to pull the blanket to her shoulder. They froze, and he met her gaze.
“I’d tell you I’m sorry, but I’m not.”
“I don’t want you to be sorry.” Her words were barely above a whisper, but Christian heard her loud and clear. He desperately wanted to kiss Holly. He’d been wanting this moment since before he hit puberty, but never took the chance. When you’re young, you fear rejection. Christian was certain that if he leaned closer, if he trailed his fingers down the side of Holly’s face, if he touched his lips to hers, she would reciprocate.
He didn’t have to question Holly. She closed the gap between them and kissed him.
She kissed him.
At first, her lips touched his slowly, and he was unsure if she would pull away or not. Christian cupped the nape of Holly’s neck and held her there, hoping to convey he wanted this to happen between them. When he felt her tongue trace his lips, that was the sign he needed from her. His mouth covered her hungrily, drinking in the remnants of the Baileys Holly drank. Christian brought his other hand to her cheek and held her between his hands as their tongues danced together. Holly let out a little moan and Christian took this as encouragement. He pushed his fingers into her hair. Christian tilted her head slightly and increased the intensity of the kiss. His instant erection shocked him after his earlier incident, and while he should check on himself, he couldn’t stop making out with Holly. Christian’s hand moved from her hair, down her back, and he mentally cursed the damn console between them. In that moment, he’d give anything to be in coach, where they could lift the armrest and have nothing between them.
Christian trailed kisses from her mouth to ear. He sucked on her earlobe and pressed his lips to her exposed skin. He didn’t give a flying fuck that they were on an airplane. The flight attendants were likely asleep and not monitoring their passengers’ behavior. No one was going to stop him from kissing Holly.
His Holly.
They had waited for this moment for a lifetime. They should’ve done this a long time ago, back when they were teens. They should’ve been each other’s first everything.
The lights were off, and the roar of the engines would drown out any noises Christian and Holly made, and if they didn’t, he didn’t care. He was kissing the woman of his teenaged wet dreams.
Christian had never thought about joining the Mile High Club, but as his hand moved from her cheek to her breasts, his thoughts went immediately to the bathroom. He had visions of her bouncing on his lap, and that excited him. Why did they have to be stuck on a plane, heading to a city where neither of them lived?
Holly took Christian’s hand and slipped it under her shirt. Her warm, smooth skin sent him into overdrive. God, he wanted to see her naked. He wanted to kiss every inch of her skin. All the fantasies he had about her when he was a teenager flooded his thoughts as his hand crept up her side. Holly’s lacy bra teased him, and if that wasn’t enough, her taut nipple tempted him. Holly shivered as Christian’s thumb swept back and forth over her tight pebble.