Wanting More (Mitchell Family #5)(14)
Author: Jennifer Foor

I ended up ordering a couple things, including a salad, before heading back to the room.

Nothing could have prepared me for when she opened that door in just a towel. I could feel my damn dick growing arms and trying to bust open my zipper from inside of my jeans. To say that her body did things to me, was an understatement.

Amy backed away from the door and secured the towel tighter around her body. I ran back to the truck and grabbed my duffle bag. I still had a few shirts in there that had never been worn. I don’t know why I hadn’t taken it in the house, but it turned out to be a good thing.

When I got back in the room, I could tell she felt uncomfortable. I opened up the food bags and tried not to make eye contact with her. “Listen, I got down the road and realized that you might be hungry, so I got a couple things and came back.”

She smiled and pulled out the bag of fries. “I haven’t eaten all day actually.”

I ripped open the bag and spread out all of the food. She grabbed the chair and sat across from me. “Just take whatever you want. I had a sandwich before I went to pool.”

Amy shook her head and started splitting everything. “There is plenty for two people. Besides, you bought it. I don’t know how I am ever going to repay you for saving me twice, Conner.”

I winked at her before taking a bite of a burger. “Don’t mention it, darlin’. You just need to figure out a way to get away from it all. This can’t continue to happen, you know that, right?”

She agreed and picked at her food. “It’s just not that easy. I wish it were. Trust me, I really do. I’ve stayed up at night thinking of other options. Conner, I have nothing to my name. He owns my business, my bank accounts, and even my cell phone is in his name. The car I drive is in his name. If I leave him, it’s with the shirt on my back.” She started to cry again and I couldn’t help but reach my hand out to her.

“Listen, I don’t know anything about being a good friend. Hell, I know I ain’t no good at it, but since I’m here I’ll do whatever I can. Even if it’s just gettin’ you a room and keepin’ you safe.”

She looked at me like I had three heads. “Why are you being so nice to me? The last time we were here, I told you I hated you because you were taunting me with sexual innuendos.”

I held up my hand to speak without her interrupting. “I can see that you’re in trouble and I’m not the kind of guy to stand around and do nothin’ when I’m the only person that knows the truth. If you want this to stay a secret, than I reckon you and I have to at least be friends.”

I wanted more from her and by now she had to know it. For months I had made my intentions clear, with the stipulation that she wasn’t wearing that damn ring. If she was smart, she would pawn the f**ker and take the money to start a new life.

I pointed to the bag I brought in. “There are still clean shirts in there. Just pick out something so you can stop holding onto that towel like it is guarding a treasure. I don’t know why you’re bein’ so shy anyway. I already seen you naked, Blaze, and trust me when I say, it’s somethin’ I will never forget.”

Her face turned red as she grabbed the duffel bag and headed into the bathroom. When she came out she was in one of my t-shirts. The first thing I noticed was her perky ni**les were hard and the second was how sexy her legs looked. She turned her head when she caught me checking her out and started to clean up the trash on the table. “Were you done eating?”

I gathered up my trash and stuck it back in the bag. “Yeah.”

While she looked around the room for something to bide her time, I grabbed the remote and started flipping through the channels. When I got to a movie channel, I kicked off my shoes and laid on my stomach across the bottom of the bed. This particular room had two double beds instead of one queen size, so Amy sat down on the other one. She pulled her shirt down, making sure it covered her legs. I noticed her fidgeting right away. “Are you that afraid of me?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Honestly, after all your visits to the salon, I don’t know what to expect. I mean, here we are, back where we started. It’s like déjà vu.”

“Well, if you could have a redo of our first encounter here at this hotel, how would it all play out?” This was going to be interesting. She could answer this several ways and all of them could get her in a heap of trouble. I may have been holding back with the jokes, but I wanted to explore every single inch of that woman’s body and sooner or later, it was going to happen.

“You really want me to answer that? You do remember how you acted don’t you?” She rested her head on her hand and looked more serious about our conversation, like it was some kind of debate.

“Sure, but I also remember how you came on to me.”

She covered her face with her hands and laid flat on her back on the bed. “That is not how it happened.”

I put both of my hands behind my head and stared at the ceiling. I didn’t have to think hard about that night, because it had been on my damn mind every day since. “I remember waking up to your hands all over me.”

Amy sat up and swung her legs around until she was sitting up facing me. “I…that was…a mistake!”

I started laughing and looked her in the eyes. “Clearly.”

She gave me an evil look . “You took advantage of me being vulnerable.”

“Look Blaze, you can twist that night around however you want, but if I wouldn’t have stopped you, I can assure you that we wouldn’t be hiding out from your abusive husband in this old ass hotel.”

She looked appalled. Her mouth opened and at first she was speechless. She put her hands on her hips and stood up, like she meant business. “You’re wrong. I would have stopped you.”

I sat up and swung my feet in front of her, pulling her by the waist so that she was closer to me, then I looked up at her shocked face. When I stood up and grabbed her chin, she didn’t pull away. “As much as I enjoyed teasin’ you, I am dead serious when I say that I know for sure you wouldn’t have stopped me then, or if I tried to touch you right now.” I could tell she was getting aggravated with me and pushing her was probably going to get me slapped, but I was sick of beating around the bush.

“You promised you wouldn’t touch me.” Tears filled her eyes.

I wiped them away with my fingers. “I lied.” My lips pressed against Amy’s. Just like my stolen kisses before, I pulled away before she could reciprocate. I cupped her face in my hands and waited for her to push me away. After a few seconds I kissed her again. “Do you want me to stop?”