I forced out four more laps and had to stop again.
Then I forced out one more lap and put a hand to the edge to turn back for another lap when I heard the roar of bike pipes.
Stopped at the edge of the pool, holding on and peering over the side, my eyes followed the black and chrome Harley gleaming in Reception Betty’s parking lot lights as it glided along, pulled in and parked next to the convertible. Then my eyes watched the man shove the stand down with his booted foot and swing his leg off the bike.
His back was to me so all I could see was that he was tall and he had a great behind. He also had on faded jeans, a black, long-sleeved, thermal t-shirt and he had a head of thick dark hair that also shone in the lights, just like his Harley
One of the hotel room doors opened and the woman in the mini-jeans-skirt ran out and threw herself at the tall man. Her arms wrapped around his neck and I couldn’t see it but I could tell her lips latched onto his.
He didn’t even go back on a foot when her body impacted his. He just curved his arms around her and leaned into her kiss.
That’s something special.
The thought just popped into my head and I didn’t know why. I didn’t know what was happening. I didn’t know these two people. All I knew was that it looked special. So special, all I could do was stare.
They stopped kissing and she tipped her head back and laughed with pure delight, the sound ringing through the air, filling it with music.
I decided I hated her and I didn’t know why. I didn’t know who she was or what was happening. I just knew she had something special and I didn’t and never would and that sucked. It wasn’t a nice thought which was unusual because I was normally a nice person but it was the one I had.
She disengaged from him and came to his side, wrapping her arm around his waist and propelling him forward.
He looked down at her and I saw his profile in Reception Betty’s bright parking lot lights and when I did I held my breath.
If he was that handsome in profile, so handsome he was breathtaking; he’d be sensational full on.
That’s when I decided I really hated her.
They got close to the door and he moved suddenly and quickly. Swinging her up in front of him, she wrapped her legs around his hips, her arms around his shoulders and tipped her head down to look at him. But he seemed to be peering in the room like he expected to see something or someone, something or someone important, something or someone he was looking forward to seeing. But before he found that something or someone, she fisted a hand in his hair, tilting his back, her mouth went down on his and they entered the room necking.
He closed the door with his booted foot.
Yes, sensational. If he could pick her up like that and carry her anywhere, he was beyond sensational.
“Like the pool?”
I jumped and pushed off the side with my foot, my head jerking around as I stared at the Reception Guy who checked in Lucky as Hell Girl that I hated. He was standing at the side of the pool and looking down at me. I was so engrossed in Handsome Harley Guy and Lucky as Hell Girl I hadn’t heard him coming.
“Sorry?” I asked.
“The pool,” he answered. “Like it?”
“Um…” I mumbled, staring up at him. “Yes.”
“It’s heated,” he informed me.
“Um…” I mumbled again. “I can tell.”
“Betty ‘n me got it relined last year. One or t’other of us clean it every day. Best pool in the county.”
I couldn’t disagree. It was a fantastic pool, clean, heated and everything.
Therefore I said, “It’s really nice.”
He rocked back on his heels and took in the pool with his eyes before he looked back at me.
“Thanks. Ned,” he said.
“Uh, my name is Lauren,” I said back and he laughed.