noting the pleasure he took in taking intimate care of me.
Look at me. Never would I ever have guessed I’d be so comfortable with a man doing this to me. It’s probably because it’s this man.
Gabriel then slipped back into bed. Curled on his side, he held me against him, one arm around my waist and the other beneath my head. Our legs fit together snugly as always.
“Do you know how much I love you, Emma?”
“I hope it’s as much as I love you.”
“Nope.” Gabriel kissed my ear. “I love you more.”
“So…so…you…think…”
I must’ve drifted off because I soon felt Gabriel gently shake me awake. “Look, Emma. We’re here.”
“W-What? Already?” I lifted my head off his arm, sleepy and sated beyond belief. Gabriel pointed out the window. I saw the Lincoln Memorial and then the Washington Monument pass beneath us.
Completely wide awake, I rolled towards him. “You’re taking me to D.C.? We’re not changing planes, right?”
“No. We’re landing and staying for the weekend.” Gabriel shrugged, looking a little bashful. “I remembered that you said you always wanted to go.”
“When?”
Twin stripes appeared on his high cheekbones. Gabriel pursed his lips. “During lunch. Senior Year. Second week of my failed courtship.”
My mouth dropped open. Gabriel never seemed to run out of ways to surprise me. “You remember that?”
“I remember everything about you, Emma. Everything.”
“Wow. I hope you don’t remember anything I said that might be too embarrassing.”
“Of course I do. You’ve been my obsession for a long time, don’t you know?” Gabriel coughed and then said, “If you think this is too lame or you don’t want to do it I can have us fly somewhere else more conventionally romantic—”
I cupped his cheeks with both my hands and kissed him squarely on the lips. “Don’t you dare, Gabriel! I love it!”
“You’re not just saying that so you can spare my feelings or have your way with my body, are you?”
“Nope. I mean it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Are you kidding me? I’ve always wanted to go to the Smithsonian and all the other monuments. Seriously.”
Gabriel traced a line down the middle of my chest. “I seriously started second-guessing myself as soon as we took off. I mean, D.C.? Who takes their girlfriend to D.C. for a first trip?”
“You do because you know me and know what I’d like. And I can’t wait to see this city with you. Honest.”
“So did I do well?”
“A+”
“A+, huh? And we haven’t even stepped off the plane yet.”
“Where do you think the plus came from, Mr. Gordon?”
“Hmm, in that case maybe I can try to get some extra credit,” he whispered suggestively.
I tapped him on the tip of his perfect nose. “Do you think you have time for your naughty imagination before it’s time for us to go?”
“For all I want to do to you? Not even close. But I can work on one little extra credit point.” Gabriel’s hand slid up my thigh. His fingers brushed against my damp core, instantly igniting my hunger back to life.
“I thought you didn’t want poor Patrick to know what we were doing back in here?”
Gabriel gave me a rich look full of pity. “My poor innocent Emma. The walls aren’t that thick, you know. Why else do you think I gagged you?”
FIVE
We made it off the plane, perfectly clothed and not a hair out of place. I was grateful that I wore slacks and not a skirt or I would’ve felt self-conscious making my way down the stairs.
Patrick nodded and smiled as we passed him, no leer or waggle of his brows to indicate he knew what we’d been doing behind closed doors. Of course, he wouldn’t be that unprofessional so I wasn’t sure why my imagination was looking for something. Most likely because I couldn’t help but feel a little depraved in making love with Gabriel only a few feet away from his staff.
I probably need to get over that. I’m sure it won’t be the last time I