From Now Until Infinity (2) by Layne Harper Read Free Book Online

we’re moving too fast down a dead end street only to crash and burn? What if Colin isn’t the man that I used to know any longer? What if I’m pregnant?
    “Colin, is this what you want?” Mark asks.
    Colin looks into my eyes and responds with “absolutely,” and I know that his answer is more than just a response to Mark’s question. He’s also telling me that he wants me. I’ve confirmed for Colin just how serious I am about giving us another shot. Whatever nervousness or awkwardness that has existed between the two of us since we saw each other again at the restaurant have vanished with one beautiful word “absolutely.” “Absolutely” makes the “ what ifs” recede to the back of my mind.
    “Okay. We’ll get a statement written up and email it you for your approval, Colin. Charlie, it was a pleasure talking to you again.” The word “pleasure” sounds like acid coming off of Mark’s tongue. I instantly go on high alert and Colin’s whole body goes rigid again next to me. I can tell that he’s about to lose his temper with his agent and attorney. I grab his hand and squeeze it.
    “I don’t go by Charlie any longer. I’d appreciate if you guys call me Caroline,” I conclude. I don’t bother to comment on Mark’s slip up. I can see how Mark might not be having a party that Colin and I are back together. Our breakup was ugly and from the little that Colin has shared, he was in bad shape. As Colin’s football agent, I’m sure that Mark was not pleased that his paycheck was heartbroken over a girl.
    Aiden laughs. “Whatever you say Caroline. Y’all try to go enjoy the rest of your trip.” Leave it to Aiden to lighten the tension.
    That pretty much ends the phone call. Once Colin hangs up with the guys, I take his face into my hands, “This is one of many media storms that we’re going to have to weather together. Aiden’s right. We need to enjoy the rest of the trip together because we know once the article hits the Internet, our privacy is over.”
    Colin finally starts relaxing as I see the tension leaving his jaw and the lines around his eyes begin to relax.
    “We’ve got two fun nights in New Orleans to spend together. I don’t want to let this ruin our fun. It’s over. We can’t do anything about it so let’s go act like the crazy in love teenagers that we are,” I compel him.
    Finally, that seems to have snapped him out of the terrible mood he’s been in since we arrived in New Orleans. He leans down and begins to kiss me with desperate passion. His kiss is so sensual. It telegraphs his need for me. When his hands start traveling under my dress, I pull back and breathlessly reply, “If we do this, we’re going to miss our dinner reservation.”
    “Fuck dinner,” Colin replies as he scoops me up and carries me into the bedroom. He doesn’t let me argue with him, and frankly, I don’t want to.
    He gently places me on the bed without breaking our kiss. His hands travel under my dress making their way to my waiting, needy breasts. When his hands begin to knead them through my bra, I agree with Colin, “Fuck dinner.”
    He stops kissing me and looks into my eyes with such awe that it makes my heart clench. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”
    His words capture me and he has me. All of me. I push him off me on to his back. I sit on his hips and lean down attempting to put all of my feelings into the best, most passionate kiss ever. Our tongues find their perfect rhythm as if we haven’t been separated for a week or the past eight years for that matter. He groans in agreement. My “ what ifs” evaporate into thin air.
    Colin’s hands start on my back, but quickly make their way to my behind. He massages my cheeks while he mummers, “I love that you’ve got an ass again.”
    I feel the bulge in his pants and rub myself through my panties on his erection. Yes. I definitely agree with Colin. Fuck dinner. Who needs food when you’ve got the most beautiful man in the