Then froze.
On the white, wooden surface was a note. Scrawled in Abi’s handwriting.
Being away from you for so long has made me realize how much I want to be with you. The fact that we’re drifting apart is breaking my heart. I don’t want to lose you. I love you. If that scares you, I understand. But in my heart I think you feel the same way about me.
I’m waiting for you inside. If you’re willing to take a chance on us, then join me.
If not, then tell me that it’s over between us and I’ll go.
Abi
CHAPTER THREE
Joy surged through Liam.
Abi loved him. She wanted to get back together.
But how had Abi known what room he was in?
Fuck, of course. Kurt must have told her. Kurt had told him several times over the past few weeks that Abi still had feelings for him, and clearly Kurt wanted them to reconcile. He must have told Abi where he was and arranged for her to have a key.
Liam sucked in a deep breath, his heart pounding. It didn’t matter how she’d come to be here. All that mattered was that she wanted him back.
He opened the door and stepped into the bedroom. Pillar candles were set around the room and soft music was playing. A bottle of champagne stood on the dresser in a silver ice bucket, with two tall, slender glasses waiting to be filled.
A large king-sized bed dominated the room.
And lying on the bed was Abi.
A smile crept across his face. Her eyes were closed and her angelic features glowed in the candlelight. His heart ached at the sight of her beloved face.
He had spent a long time talking to Del—over two hours—and now Abi was fast asleep.
If he had known she was here waiting for him, he would have been up in a heartbeat.
His gaze glided over her. The long eyelashes fanning across her cheek. Her cute upturned nose and heart-shaped lips. The long waves of chestnut-brown hair cascading over the pillow, and the duvet covering her.
And her creamy-smooth, naked shoulders.
His cock lurched to attention at the realization that she was naked under that cover. If he pulled it away, he would see her ripe, round breasts. Her dusky-rose nipples. The delightful, delicate petals of her pussy.
He sucked in a breath, his cock straining painfully against his pants.
He walked across the room, shedding his jacket and tie, and dropped them on one of the armchairs by the fireplace. He unbuttoned his shirt, anticipating what was about to happen. He was going to be touching her soft skin soon.
He slipped off his shirt and shed his pants, being quiet so he wouldn’t wake her. He liked the idea of kissing her from her slumber.
When he was totally naked, he slipped into the bed and glided close to her.
As much as his hormones insisted he touch her, he found himself staring at her sweet face. Remembering those early days when he’d wake up in the night and gaze at her just like this, knowing how lucky he was to have found her.
Finally, he couldn’t hold back. He leaned in and pressed his lips to her shoulder then followed a fluttering path of butterfly kisses along her satin skin to her neck. He nuzzled at the base, which he knew she loved.
* * *
Abi felt tingles dancing along her skin and sighed at the delicate feel of lips nuzzling her neck. Liam often woke her like this when he worked late. She murmured softly and glided her arms around his neck, drawing him closer.
He chuckled softly and his arms slid around her, pulling her tight to him. The feel of his hard chest against her breasts made her nipples blossom to tight buds.
His body was so warm and welcome. Her hands glided down his back, then over his hard, muscular ass.
But as he continued to hold her close, his mouth now playing along the side of her neck, she remembered this wasn’t Liam. Their relationship was over.
Her heart stuttered as she remembered this was Del. She’d stolen into his room and climbed into his bed to wait for him. She must have fallen asleep.
But he was holding her now, so that meant … her pulse quickened … that he must feel the same way about her.
She squeezed him, her fingers still curled over his ass. Oh, God, his butt was firm and hard. Like Liam, she knew Del worked out and kept his body in tip-top shape.
His mouth glided along her jaw then he captured her lips. His tongue nudged at the seam of her mouth until she parted it, welcoming him inside. He surged deep and explored her. Her heart pounded as his tongue curled and stroked, then undulated against hers. She glided her fingers through his hair, the passion of his kiss lighting a fire deep inside her.
She arched forward, wanting to be closer. Needing to feel the length of his naked body against hers. She ran her hand down his sculpted chest and over the well-delineated ridges of his abs.
Then she bumped against it. His marble-hard, impressively long cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, barely able to reach all the way around the thick shaft, and glided its length. Oh, God, he was every bit as big as Liam was, which was saying a lot.
He released her lips, pulling her to him in a tight embrace, as if he never wanted to let her go.
“Oh, I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” she murmured against his shoulder. “You can’t know how much I’ve wanted this.”
“Fuck. Me too, kitten.”
* * *
As soon as Liam used the endearment he’d called her ever since he’d met her in that sexy cat costume at the Halloween party, she stiffened in his arms. A feeling of dread filled him.
“Liam?” The shock in her voice totally killed his belief that she was here for him.
Her
