“Get it together, Katherine,” she muttered.
Lord, but she did lose all her brain cells when it came to Jensen.
She laughed outright and it had the effect of someone popping her thought bubble with a sharp pin. The driver looked up in the rearview mirror, and she valiantly tried to look back with a straight face. If he only knew the absurd thoughts she was processing.
If she was truly the naughty girl of her fantasies, she would have ridden over with only a trench coat covering her sexy lingerie. Then when she walked into Jensen's room, she could discard the coat and watch his reaction.
The idea certainly had merit, and if she ever received another invitation such as tonight from him again, she’d give it serious consideration. Just to tease him. But for now, she would concentrate on the moment.
A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to the sumptuous hotel Jensen had been staying in since he moved out, by passed the main entrance and stopped at the second pull in where her door was immediately opened by one of the hotel staff.
Maybe Jensen had his own entrance. The thought amused her, but then he had so much money, it wouldn’t surprise her... Correction, they had so much money. Jensen hardly did the show off thingy, but when he wanted to, he made sure he did it well.
She was immediately met by the concierge and was handed a keycard.
“Mr. Packard wishes for you to go right up,” the older man said.
She blushed from head to toe. The man didn't know her and she knew well what it looked like. Like she was some hooker or mistress—precisely what she’d imagined on her way over—all set to have a clandestine meeting.
She took the key card, murmured her thanks, and shot past the doorman and into the small hallway leading directly to the elevators. Thankfully she bypassed the lobby entirely. It seemed like everyone in the world knew what she was here for. She sighed.
In the elevator, she inserted her key and punched the button for the top floor. She was whisked to the top in no time at all and stepped into the eerily quiet hallway. There were only a few doors. The rooms must be huge because she only counted four doors total.
Jensen's room was on the very end, and she took a deep breath before inserting the key into the slot.
When she opened the door and stepped inside, she immediately saw Jensen standing across the room, drink in hand, his eyes fixed on her. He’d been waiting. She could sense his impatience and see the triumph in his expression when she closed the door behind her.
She stood there, unmoving, as he put his drink aside and crossed the room in just a few, long strides.
“You came,” he murmured. "I don't know why, but for a moment, I thought you wouldn't. I thought you would change your mind"
He didn't give her a chance to respond but he swept her into his arms and kissed her. He wasn’t gentle or even particularly careful. Their bodies came together in a clash she felt all the way to her bones.
“Did you think I wouldn’t?” she asked when she was finally able to draw a breath.
His eyes glittered, and his throat worked up and down as if he was trying to hold on to his control.
“If you hadn’t, I was prepared to go and drag you out of the house,” he said. "Or maybe just come immediately. But I just wanted to have this night together. Just us. Alone time... Without the kids. I'm sorry if I sound a bit selfish"
All her concerns fell away. All the anger she had felt, all the hurt fell away. Nothing else mattered but the intense need they felt for each other. She shook her head
“No you don't sound selfish, " she said. "But next time, if you do this, I won’t come. I have a caveman fantasy wherein the Neanderthal drags me off to his cave.” Katherine said and smiled.
He growled low in his throat and before she could react, he had her in his arms and was striding toward the bedroom.
They made it as far as the dresser. Jensen slid her onto the polished surface of the wood and leaned in until she straddled his hips.
“I swore that I would savor this the first time,” he said against her mouth. “Dammit, but seeing you right now, all reason flies out the door.”
She hooked her legs around his back and pulled him into the V of her groin.
“Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?” she said.
“Ermmm... Once or twice,” he murmured as he swept hungrily over her mouth.
Her excitement mounted as Jensen ripped at her shirt. He shoved it down over her shoulders,trapping her arms to her sides. His hands smoothed up her bare skin to her shoulders. He gripped her so hard, she knew she’d wear his prints.