After twenty-five minutes he began to get worried and was just about to check on her when she opened the connecting door leading from her hotel suite to his. Drew turned his head to look at Trixie as she walked into the room and his jaw dropped open.
She had on her teddy bear pajamas – and a box of condoms in her hand.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“I am.”
“Where did you-”
“Drugstore next door.”
He looked at her, lost for words. He saw passion there in her eyes, and peace with it. Slowly, he crossed the room to her, lifted his hands to that beautiful face, then ran them up into that glorious hair she’d set free and brought his lips down to meet hers.
She sighed against his mouth, running her hands over his chest. He traced his hands down her back, to her hips, before he pivoted with her
