Monica McKayhan - Tropical Fantasy

With a loud shriek, she jumped out of bed.

“What are you doing here?” she asked Vince, who was nestled beneath the crisp white sheets in her bed. She grabbed her thick bathrobe from the chair and wrapped it around her naked body. “Oh, my God! Did you...did we?”

“Did we make love?” Vince was calm and didn’t move.

“Did we have sex?”

“Having sex sounds so cheap and lustful. Making love sounds so much more passionate.” Vince smiled and sat up in bed.

“Oh, no, this is bad. This is so bad. I never sleep with guys on the first date. Was this even a date?”

“I’d say it was a date,” he mused.

“This isn’t funny, Vince. We barely even know each other.” Sasha plopped down into the chair. Her hands covered her face as she contemplated her predicament.

A loud knock on the door shook her from her thoughts.

“Sasha!” Her mother’s voice wasn’t one that she needed to hear at the moment. “Sasha, honey, open up! It’s Mom.”

“Shh,” Sasha mouthed to Vince as she pressed her index finger against her lips.

Charlotte knocked again. “Sasha, are you in there? You have hair and makeup in thirty minutes.”

Sasha’s heart pounded while her mother knocked two more times. She hoped Charlotte hadn’t talked housekeeping into giving her a spare key to the room. Vince stood and slipped his jeans on and buckled his belt. Sasha took in the curve of his bare chest and arms. She wondered if those arms had held her hips steady in the middle of the night or if they’d wrapped themselves around her naked body just hours before.

Sasha sighed with relief when her mother stopped knocking. She was gone.

“You have to go,” she told Vince. “If I know Charlotte Winters, she’ll be back. And she won’t knock next time.”

Vince buttoned his silk shirt and slipped his loafers on his feet. He walked over to Sasha, pulled her up from the chair and wrapped his strong arms around her. When he pressed his lips against hers, she didn’t pull away. Her open mouth welcomed his tongue. He stopped in midkiss, leaving her longing for more.

“See you at the altar,” he said and then exited her condo.

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