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“That was…” I was unable to find the words.

Cadence grinned, propping her chin on her hand. “Pretty great, right?”

“Little better than that,” I said, stroking her back with a clumsy hand.

We lay together in silence and this might have been my favorite part. Maybe more so than the life-altering climax she’d given me.

“You need some more time or are you going to be ready to go again? Because I’m going to need more of that,” she said, and I saw she’d snuck her hand between her legs.

“Stop that,” I said, my voice sharp. Her eyes went wide and then her breathing got shallow.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.”

Even though I was still recovering, I shoved her onto her back and made her come again while she chanted my name.

* * *

Eventually, we wore ourselves out and Cadence dragged me to the shower. I cringed at using the awful hotel shampoo and conditioner and soap, but she silenced me with a kiss and washed my hair for me, which felt amazing.

She wrapped me in a fluffy robe and sat me on the bed that still smelled of the two of us coming together.

Cadence checked her phone and then winced as she put a hand on her stomach. “Shit, I’m so hungry. Do you think there’s still room service?”

I smiled and handed her the menu from the table next to the bed. “It’s open until two a.m.”

Her eyes lit up as she sat down next to me and we decided what to order. She picked up the phone and called down.

“Thank you. For all this. And I don’t just mean the incredible sex. For being spontaneous with me and for just…being you.”

I took her hand and squeezed her fingers.

“You’re welcome, Cadence. This has all been… Completely unexpected, but I wouldn’t change any of it. Not for the world.” She leaned over and kissed me, pushing me back on the mangled pillows. We didn’t come up for air until there was a knock at the door to deliver the food.

Chapter Twenty-One

Cade

Things were hazy and warm when I woke up the next morning. Or was it still morning? Hard to tell. Eloise and I had passed out at some point after we’d eaten our way through a room service tray of cake and nachos and sliders. We’d kept the robes on but sometime during the night I must have taken mine off, due to the fact that I woke up completely naked with her arms wrapped around me and her hair in my face.

“Mmmm,” I said, stretching and rolling so I could stare at her. She blinked her eyes open and smiled slowly.

“Good morning,” she said, her voice a little rough from sleep. Fuck. She was even more gorgeous this morning than she’d been last night.

“Morning,” I said, feeling like I couldn’t stop smiling. She was here, with me. We’d spent the night together. Something I never could have imagined actually happening.

Eloise had been a revelation last night. Obviously, the steamy scenes in her books had come from somewhere. Those dirty-talking men? Yeah, that was all Eloise. She didn’t stop talking and it was exactly what I wanted. Exactly what I needed. Sometimes I could get distracted during sex, or simply get so caught up that I couldn’t even think, and having Eloise telling me what she wanted, her telling me what she was going to do and how I was going to feel rooted me in the moment. Grounded me to her and what we were doing. I’d never been that completely focused during sex, ever.

It was like magic. She’d given me what I needed without me having to ask. Eloise just knew.

She seemed to have figured me out and that little revelation probably should have freaked me out, but it didn’t. Having someone know me, understand me, made me want to fall on the floor and cry.

I didn’t, thankfully, but I did have to excuse myself to visit the bathroom to compose myself.

When I got it together, Eloise was looking through the room service menu again.

“I was thinking French toast. How about you?”

She still wore the robe, but it was falling off one of her creamy shoulders as the sun streamed in through a crack in the curtains and it hit me all at once.