Well. That had been fucking glorious. He threaded his fingers through her still-damp hair and said, “We should have started doing this a long time ago.”

“No we shouldn’t have. This is perfect.”

“You mean you wouldn’t have been ready before?” Maybe she truly had been hung up on the fact that she’d still been legally married.

He regretted the question because it made her pull away. She laid on her back next to him, staring at the ceiling. “It’s more that being here feels like being on holiday from real life, you know?”

He wasn’t sure he liked that idea.

“But even though I don’t think we should have done this any sooner than we did, I do think we should figure out when we can do it again.” She turned her head and blinded him with a smile.

He glanced at the clock on the nightstand over her shoulder. “I don’t see a way out of dinner with Leo and Marie. We can’t avoid them any more than we already have.”

“Yeah, I know. And really, I don’t want to.”

“Speak for yourself.”

“Well, they’re leaving in the morning.”

“Mmm. I’m counting the hours. We’ll see them off, and then you’re mine for four solid days.” Something flared in her eyes. She liked that notion. “We can lose the second room.” And there went the heat in her gaze. She didn’t like that notion. “Or not.”

“I like to have my own space.”

“Of course.” He should have remembered her list. She didn’t want to feel like she was giving up things for a relationship. Not that this was a relationship. Unfortunately.

“I can pay for it, though.”

“No, no.” Somehow, he had talked her into this whole trip being his treat. After the private jet, it had been easier to convince her to accept gifts, but just because he would love nothing more than to spend the next four days in a room with her didn’t mean he should presume she felt the same. He would need to distract her, though, or the argument about who was paying for the room would ramp up.

He pounced on her and started kissing her neck. “How do you feel about doing it in restaurant bathrooms?”

“I am against it.”

“Really?”

“Yes! Gross!”

He performed a theatrical sigh. “Well, I shall simply have to hold out, then.”

Chapter Twenty-Two