“I feel like I’m right where I’m supposed to be,” I said.
“You’re not scared?” he asked.
“Of course I’m scared. I’ve got more to lose if I mess up now. But if I do mess up, I trust that you’ll be there. I trust that you’ve got me. I trust that you want me to succeed instead of wanting to set me up for failure.”
“I want nothing more than your happiness and success,” he said.
“Funny, I kind of feel the same way about this one guy,” I said with a smirk. “But on a serious note, I don’t think we should do Colorado right away.”
“Me, neither. We do sort of have this thing called work. I think my public relations representative is pissed that I haven’t been in the office lately. She’s had to field a lot of work by herself.”
“She, huh? I hope she’s not pretty. Otherwise I’d have to keep my eye on her,” I said.
“What about your boss?” he asked, grinning. “What would he think about all this?”
“I think—he would be happy for us,” I said. “But he’s probably pissed that I keep leaving work for stupid shit.”
“Our cruise wasn’t stupid shit,” Colin said.
“Made you break character though, ha!”
Colin wrapped his arms around me and turned me over onto my back. I giggled as he peppered my neck with kisses, his hands meandering down my sides. I could feel his hands parting my legs, seeking the heat he so desperately wanted. My giggles quickly turned to moans as he slid a finger within me, and soon I was pushing him down to where I wanted his mouth to be.
“Six months,” he said into my skin.
“Huh?” I asked.
“Six months at work, and then Colorado.”
“Sure, sure. Yeah. Whatever you say, boss,” I said.
“Oh, boss. I like that name. Say it again,” he said.
“That feels—so good, boss. Don’t stop,” I said.
“Don’t stop what?”
I raised my head to take in his stare as his devilish blue eyes fluttered up towards me.
“Don’t stop loving me,” I said.
He placed a small kiss on the tip of my clit as my body jumped for him.
“Never,” Colin said. “I will never stop loving you.”
Epilogue
Colin
Six Months Later
“You ready, sweetheart!? We gotta make our way to the airport!”
“Are you sure this is a smart idea?” Abby asked. “We really don’t have the best luck with airplanes.”
“We’ll fly there, enjoy the cabin, then road trip back. By the time we’re done with the cabin and the hotel trips the first time around, we’re not going to want to drive all the way back,” I said. “That way the drive back will be special and new.”
“Okay—just making sure you thought this all through.”
Abby came out with her suitcase rolling behind her. It still amazed me that she could pack herself all in one. Most of the women I knew would pack four suitcases for a two-week trip like this one. One for their shoes, one for their clothes, one for their toiletries, and one for whatever the hell else they needed in their lives.
“Okay. I think I’m ready,” Abby said.
“You got your purse?” I asked.
“Yep.”
“Your sunglasses?”
“Uh huh.”
“Your passport?”
“What do I need my passport for? Now you’re just being a dick.”
I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her in for a kiss just before the elevator doors opened. We made our way down to the car and threw our luggage in, then buzzed over to the airport. We had an early flight out to Colorado where we would stay in the cabin for a week. Then I had a rental car waiting for us so we could drive back, settling in at the hotels Abby’s parents had also gifted us for our honeymoon.
We checked our bags and got through security just fine. We made it with only twenty minutes to spare, and then it was time for us to board. I took the liberty of booking us first-class accommodations for the four-hour plane ride, but Abby was still rattling away in my ear.
“I still think we should’ve done a round-trip road trip, Colin.”
“Are you nervous about planes with me now?” I asked.
“With our history, hell yes I am!”
I chuckled and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek.
“Abby, everything’s fine. It’s not the middle of winter. We’re not crossing over a tumultuous part of the country. This plane ride is going to go off without a hitch.”
“Good morning, everyone. This is your captain speaking.”
Abby shot me a look and my stomach was already turning over on itself. Could this really happen a third time? It wasn’t even winter! It was the middle of August, for crying out loud! What kind of weather patterns could we be running into now!?
“I just wanted to let you know that takeoff will be a little delayed. The plane needs to refuel and some baggage from the last flight has gone missing. Everything should be rectified in about thirty minutes, and I will keep you all in the loop. Thank you for your patience.”
Abby sighed with relief as I relaxed in my chair. That was fine. A delay I could do. I looked over at Abby and saw her trying to stifle her laughter, and the smile on her face caused me to chuckle.
“Don’t you start,” I said.
“I can’t help it,” she said, with a squeak.
“Abby—tuck it in,” I said, chuckling.
“Holy hell, I thought that man was going to ground us for weather,” she said, laughing.
She doubled over at her waist, her forehead propped up on the seat in front of her. I joined her in her laughter, our faces red with exertion. I had to admit, the moment the captain’s voice came on that speaker I just knew something was going to be thrown in our way.
It was a fun little reminder of just what brought us together.
Our laughter died down as people continued boarding the plane. I felt Abby’s hand caressing my thigh, and I placed my hand on top of hers to stop her movements. This was
