Fell In Love With My Roomy Chapter 87

I feel him grab my hips and pull me closer. I chuckle, turn the camera to him, kiss his cheek, and savor his smile. As he quickly kisses me, I stop the video on his phone and toss it on the coffee table. He looks so happy.

"I'm going to replay that video over and over," he mumbles between kisses, nudging my nose with his. I giggle and nod. "Would you like me to put you to bed?" Every time he whispers, my stomach flutters.

"Okay," I whisper back. He grins, sits up, and puts his hands on my thighs, as if he's about to lift me. But he pauses when he realizes his shirt has ridden up.

"Don't tell me..." I gasp as I feel his fingertips glide over my exposed skin, not touching anything until they reach the top of my underwear. Then he backs away, shaking his head. "You've got to be kidding, Juls."

"What?" I ask, and he huffs and quickly pulls his shirt over my body, revealing the lingerie and leaving me almost naked. Realizing the cups of my bra are see-through, I instinctively cover them with my hands, but he shakes his head, takes my hands, and lowers them.

"You... you sat with me for over twenty minutes while wearing this?" He exhales, a look of amazement on his face, and I can feel my cheeks flush. I hadn't even thought about it before. Why bother with my t-shirt in the first place?

"I... I wasn't really planning to say that; I was just trying it out."

"Damn," he mutters to himself, slowly running his hands over my body. "You're kidding."

"Stop saying that," I roll my eyes, and he shakes his head in response.

"This is my best day ever, Juls, you have no idea how... how amazing this looks on you," I say. "This is my best day ever." As he talks, he pulls one of my bra straps down, and I bite my lip in response. I let out a sigh as his lips trace the area just below my collarbone.

Afterward, he grabs my thighs and stands up beside me. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close, and he takes me back to the bedroom. This won't be our reality for much longer, so we need to make the most of our time together while we can. I want to collect as many memories as I can to hold onto.

As he carries me through the door, I softly kiss his lips, and he eagerly reciprocates. I've longed for this, to feel an unparalleled intimacy with him once more.

"Are you sure?" I nod in response to his words.

"I'm sure." After a brief pause, he smiles and gently places me on the bed.

I watch him remove his T-shirt and toss it aside, happy to see him in such an intimate setting.

Then he takes me to bed, and I slip under the covers next to him, resting my cheek on his bare chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. Afterward, he takes me for a shower, my second one of the evening.

So, a car will be waiting for us tomorrow at noon. As we lie in the dark, side by side, he whispers, "We'll get everything set, check out of the hotel, and have the car take us to my parents' place, where we'll spend the night. That way, you can get back home in time for Thanksgiving by catching a Sunday morning flight." I nod as he moves his hand slowly and rhythmically up and down my back.

"I don't see any issues with that," I shrug. "Do you... do you want to join me for Thanksgiving this coming Sunday? My parents would be cool with it." I tell him, and he plants a kiss on the top of my head.

"If you're sure that's what you want. But we'll need to start as friends."

"I know," I sigh, even though it had been on my mind. It's probably for the best, and we shouldn't be so concerned about who can date whom. For now, acting like friends in front of everyone is the way to go. "Even though you've been here before, I really want you to come."

Then you can count on me being there, he assures me. "Juls, I'm really glad you decided to come on this trip with me." When he speaks softly, I turn my head to look at him. Seeing him gazing at the ceiling makes me smile. I know he has complex feelings at times, so him sharing that with me means a lot.

"I'm glad I did too," I reply.

I'm hoping for a smooth day tomorrow, not wanting to see him agitated. I want him to be happy, and I'm sure things will change after this weekend. But right now, for the first time in my life, I feel completely at ease in someone's company. As we rest our heads on each other in the dark, I can't help but feel at ease.