When we get to the hotel, neither Agatha nor Louis is around. Neal tries calling the both of them but there’s no response.
I should be worried, instead, I take it as a sign.
Neal does too. We stand in front of our respective doors, staring at each other.
Seconds stretch on for what feels like an eternity. My last shred of reason is screaming at me to open the door and disappear behind it.
The distance between us closes in the blink of an eye. Who makes the first move? I don’t know and frankly, I don’t care. All I know is that once again, his arms are around me.
“Star…baby,” he groans, wrapping my hair around his fist and tugging my head back. Then he leans forward to run his lips along the edges of my jaw, “You have no idea how badly I want you.”
I’m breathing hard and fast as I s
