as scheduled. Tristian, you’ll meet me there, but will fly from Vegas instead of here. It will make the trip slightly shorter for you. Will that work?”
“I guess.”
My non-exuberant response had Tristian replying, “Come on, English. It’s a perfect solution for everyone.”
My mind said, Traitor, but that was childish. “You’re right. Thanks, Dad.”
“Then I guess congratulations are in order,” Mom said.
I finally grinned. “Thanks.”
“How about a toast?” Dad asked. He disappeared and returned with a bottle of champagne. They always had everything on hand. He poured four glasses of the bubbly and we toasted.
Tristian’s smoldering gaze had my knees weakening. We all clinked glasses, but his eyes never left mine.
“What are your plans so far?” Mom asked.
“Um, I don’t know.”
Tristian took my hand and said, “I thought we’d stay at one of the fancy hotels and then get married at one of those cheesy chapels, if that’s okay with you.” He directed his statement toward me.
Mom chuckled as she glanced at Dad. “That sounds familiar. I highly recommend the Bellagio. Beck, do you still have any contacts there?”
“Not any more.”
“It’s fine. I’ll make the reservation tonight.” Tristian’s eyes were still on me. He should stop as my body was already tingling in places it shouldn’t.
“Why don’t you two leave as soon as you can?” Mom asked.
“We can try. What about Easton?” I looked at my parents.
Dad answered. “You don’t even have to ask. She always has a place here.” Mom and Dad were awesome. They had a bedroom designated for her.
We left a little while later and went home to make our reservations. Our trip would begin the day after tomorrow, with an early flight out in the morning. We would stay for five days and return home. Or at least I would and Tristian would fly on to Vietnam. I hated the thought of him going without me, but I couldn’t leave Easton for that long.
It was a rainy morning when we boarded our flight. Easton kissed me goodbye and told her soon-to-be daddy the same. She clapped her hands when Tristian wheeled my bag out to the car, which I would drive home from the airport. “Will you bring me back a sprise?”
“Only if you promise to be good for Mimi and Boppy.” Mom was there to take her back to their place.
“I promise.”
I hugged and kissed my sweet daughter and then she reached for Tristian. She patted his cheeks and told him to buy me a tiara.
We drove to the airport with excitement growing in my belly. I was eager to see Vegas. I’d been when I was a teenager, so it had been a while. Tristian had made reservations for a couple of shows as well, which I was excited for.
The flight went well, we landed, and a car waited for us to drive us to the hotel. I loved this place and all the fountains out front. “Easton would love this. Can you imagine trying to keep her out of them?”
Tristian laughed. “We’d be banned from coming back.”
An image of Easton bossing the staff around came to mind. “I don’t know. Miss Bossy Pants would probably fire them all.”
Our room was amazing. It was a suite with everything one desired. A living area overlooked Vegas with large glass windows. That room led to a large bedroom with the most inviting bed I’d ever seen. All I wanted to do was throw myself on it… until I saw the spa-like bathroom. “Whoa. Check this out.”
Tristian came in behind me. “Nice. I have lots of ideas of what we can do in here.”
“I’m sure you do. That tub is large enough for four.”
“Good thing there are only two of us. More room.”
“Dang, look at the shower!”
“Don’t know about you, but I’m feeling a lot dirty.”
I chortled and looked to him, but there was only heat in his eyes. Oh, man, was he ready. He backed me against the clear glass door and unbuttoned my shirt. As he kissed me, he removed every item of clothing I wore, except my underwear. This time, I’d chosen carefully and it was a black lacy thong.
His warm lips traveled down to my belly until they made it to the panty line and stopped. Then he gazed up over the length of me and his mouth covered my mound and sucked. The friction of the satin with the motion of his tongue was unbearable. My moans sounded faster and louder until I came, grabbing his hair and pulling.
“Christ, you are sexy when