Eight Days in the Sun by MK Schiller

Author:MK Schiller [Schiller, MK]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Kiran

We both stand in front of the door to the Sweetheart’s Suite. There is a huge heart-shaped wreath of twined red roses nailed to the door. We turn to each other.

“Is this weird?” Mason asks.

“We won’t know until you open the door.”

We ran into the Jorgenson’s when we came down for breakfast this morning. Melanie’s sister went into labor so they had to cut their honeymoon short. Since the room was paid for and non-refundable, they insisted we take it.

I am a little skeptical, but ever since that first day, I’ve been curious what it looks like.

He inserts the keycard and opens the door. He gestures for me to enter first. My feet sink into the soft plush carpet as I enter. I blink several times trying to take it all in. This room is at least three times bigger than a regular room.

“This is so…”

“Tacky,” Masons says.

I laugh. “Yeah.”

“It looks like Cupid took a dump in here.”

Although I would not have used that particular description, Mason does have a point. The walls are Pepto-pink adorned with pictures of beach sunsets. There’s a tall, plastic palm tree with white twinkle lights in one corner next to a red velvet-covered loveseat. A section of the room is done up in black and white tiles where a heart-shaped Jacuzzi is embedded in the floor. A couple of free-standing Grecian style columns anchor the bed. The bed itself is massive and covered with enough pink petals to build a Rose Bowl float. Melanie is right about the candles. They are on every surface along with vases of silk flowers. At least the maids have been through and everything looks clean. It’s just a lot for the eye to take in.

“Why would anyone stay here?” Mason asks.

“Because of that.” I point to the bank of glass sliding doors that frame the ocean view. They take up the entire far wall of the room. The view from my room is amazing, but this one is nothing short of spectacular. Mason slides the glass door open. He takes my hand and leads me to the wide balcony with two chaises and a crystal blue glass fireplace.

I lean on the railing. He places his palm on the small of my back and lets out a low whistle. “This is nice. We can spend the night out here.”

I shrug. “I don’t know. The inside is gaudy, but I don’t mind it if you don’t.”

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.” He wraps his arms around me. “As long as I get to have you.” He traces the shell of my ear with his tongue. I lean against his muscular chest as he kisses his way down my neck. His hands move up my sides and over my breasts. Even through my shirt and bra, they pebble with his touch.

My entire body quivers as he peppers kisses against my neck. Something hard pokes into my lower back.

“What’s that?” I say, although it comes out a garbled mess.

“You really have to ask?” He slaps my bottom.

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