To Belong Together by Emily Conrad

Author:Emily Conrad [Conrad, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781736038857
Publisher: Hope Anchor LLC

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Erin shut the door to her hotel room, leaned against it, and pressed her knuckles to her still-tingling lips. She’d found something to enjoy about being a woman after all. She thumped her heel against the door before realizing John might still be in hearing range. She kicked the shoes off.

Her first kiss had been nothing like that.

When John spoke, it was always with purpose and in response to deep feeling, and she’d sensed the same in his actions tonight. His manner was confident but not demanding, unhurried but intensely focused.

He’d kissed her twice, gently, and amid the wonder and hormones, she’d realized with panic that she had no idea what she was doing. If kisses were conversations, that other guy had babbled at her like a baby while John had proved fluent in the language. How would she ever keep up?

Yet somehow, when he deepened the connection, the worry proved unfounded. They’d established a language of their own making, as much hers as his.

Erin loved to talk, but wow. She’d never so hated the end of a conversation.

She paced the room. The bed, which had looked inviting earlier, would be impossible to settle into. She bounced on her toes, tempted to launch into jumping jacks.

Her pacing took her to the bathroom. A cold shower might be just the thing.

Thirty minutes later, she settled into the bed, but falling asleep took over two hours.

When she woke, the clock read 9:14 a.m. She pushed her hair away from her face with both hands. At home, she always had too many cars on the docket to sleep this late.

Or she had, before Uncle Nick’s new limitations.

She leaned toward the door but couldn’t view it clearly from bed. John had said he’d have the car back by nine. Had she missed him?

Cringing, she rose, but no key had been slid under the door.

Because she didn’t have a charger, she’d powered down her phone overnight. Now, she waited impatiently for it to turn back on.

Finally, she glimpsed John’s text.

Key’s at the front desk, sleepyhead.

According to the text’s time stamp, John had stopped by her room and determined she wasn’t awake yet at eight thirty.

She should’ve set an alarm, and he should’ve knocked louder. Didn’t he know she’d want to see him?

She dressed in yesterday’s jeans and sweatshirt, washed her face, and rinsed her mouth. After finger-combing her hair, she collected her belongings and went down to the lobby. The front desk clerk ignored the wadded-up dress she carried, inside of which she’d bundled the tights and heels. Not terribly classy, but probably not the worst he’d seen either.

She gave her room number. “Checking out, and there should be a key waiting for me.”

The clerk typed on his computer, read something on the screen, then slid both an envelope and a key onto the counter. “Before you check out, we’ve been asked to make sure you read that.” He tapped the envelope.

She barely stifled a giggle, because this had to be from John. She lifted the flap and recognized the embossed edge of a wedding invitation.

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