Until Alex - J. Nathan Page 0,105

let him in, the water mixing with our tongues made everything more incredible.

I needed him. I wanted him. I’d do anything for him.

Hayden shifted, moving our faces away from the spray. Our lips were still connected—moving as one. As the water hit the back of my head again, another jet hit the back of his. Yearning to be closer to him, I lifted my leg to his hip. I needed to feel him. Needed to feel his pleasure.

Grasping my need, he caught me under the knee and lifted me so I straddled his hips. He twisted and stepped forward, moving my back against the wet shower tiles. “You never stop amazing me,” he purred into my lips.

Burying my fingers in his hair, I smiled and pulled him as close to me as possible.

I knew then that I would do anything to have moments like these with him forever.

HAYDEN

Alex let me drive her father’s Maserati to breakfast. A fucking Maserati. Would I be a total pussy to admit showering with Alex surpassed driving the car? Because it had.

Apparently, my promiscuity had rubbed off on her. And I loved it. Loved that she couldn’t stop touching me. Loved that she couldn’t stop kissing me. Loved that she’d become so comfortable with me. She had no reason not to be. Her body was amazing. She was amazing.

The overhead bell on the café door jingled when we stepped inside. Heads turned and whispering ensued. Alex handled it like a champ, taking my hand and leading me to a corner table tucked in the back.

I glanced around the crowded room. All fifteen tables with freshly cut flowers in small vases had a view of the swank shops and overpriced restaurants lining the street.

Thanks to the breakfast aromas wafting through the room, my stomach growled like a caged lion. I chanced a peek at Alex, figuring she’d be amused by it. With her hands folded on her closed menu, she gazed across the table at me, seemingly lost in thought.

I shot her a crooked smile, bouncing my eyebrows for effect.

She smiled.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked, rolling up the sleeves of my white button-down shirt.

Her smile expanded before she mouthed, “You.”

“Care to share?”

She shook her head.

I sat back and crossed my arms, admiring the beauty before me. In the café, in her hometown, Alex looked like a true Southerner in a blue sundress with a thick leather belt. But instead of cowboy boots, she rocked her flip flops. “Alright then. I’ll guess.”

“Go for it.”

My eyes settled on hers, so green and brilliant. “You’re sitting there, admiring the fine male specimen in front of you, thinking you can’t believe this gorgeous guy—make that hottie—is here with you when he could be off breaking hearts and taking names all over the great state of Texas.”

She stifled a smile. I wished she wouldn’t do that. I loved when she smiled.

“You’re thinking the dimples are amazing and the body is a thing of dreams. How am I doing so far?”

She laughed. There wasn’t a finer sound in all the world. “Not even close.”

I mouthed. “I don’t believe you.”

She rolled her eyes and shook her head in amusement.

“You know what you’re getting?”

She nodded.

“Are you gonna make me guess that, too?”

She nodded.

I glanced around the room, checking out the heaping dishes of other diners. “Pancakes?”

She shook her head.

“Eggs?”

She scrunched her nose.

“Waffles?”

She laughed, finally taking pity on me. “A panini and chocolate milkshake.”

“For breakfast?”

“Sure, why not?”

An older waitress dressed in a bumblebee costume, complete with bouncing antennae on her head, approached our table. “Happy Halloween, kids. What’ll it be?”

Alex flashed the waitress an adorable smile, like she was asking Santa for a special gift. “I’ll have a chicken and roasted red pepper panini and a chocolate milkshake.”

The waitress jotted down Alex’s order. “And you, honey?”

I closed my menu. “I’ll have the same.”

The waitress nodded before hurrying off.

“For breakfast?” Alex asked behind a big smile.

I leaned back and extended my legs, crossing them at the ankles. “If it’s good enough for my girl, it’s good enough for me.”

Her smile remained. “Am I the only one who forgot it was Halloween?”

I shook my head. “But now that we know, I’m hoping for a treat. Preferably one with honey.”

She laughed, her eyes sparkling. “I love having you here.”

“I love being here.”

“Yeah? Why’s that?”

“You fishing again?”

Her head bobbed eagerly. But before I could indulge her in the hundreds of reasons I loved being there with her, the smile slipped from her face. As did the color