dark except for a small light on the antique desk by the front door. Wall sconces glowed at intervals along the stairway leading to the second floor.
âI was so nervous.â Taryn walked on tiptoe to the bottom of the steps. âI was afraid youâd think I was too skinny.â
He followed her up the stairs, careful not to let the suitcase bump against the railing. âI was afraid Iâd come too fast.â
âWhich you did.â She giggled softly.
âYeah, but I made up for it later.â
âYes, thatâs true.â
âSaved my rep.â That first time, heâd been so incredibly turned on by her heâd lasted about thirty seconds. But at twenty-two, his recovery time had been phenomenal. During the next go-round, heâd given her two orgasms.
âThat was my first orgasm with a guy.â
âIt was? Wish youâd told me. We could have celebrated.â
âI was too shy to admit it. I figured youâd think I was a dork. I wanted you to think of me as cool and sophisticated.â
âI did.â
âReally?â
âYou were the coolest girl Iâd ever met. You understood string theory.â He paused. âYour roomâs at the end of the hall, on the right.â
She headed down the hallway, her footsteps muffled on the patterned carpet runner. âI didnât want to be cool because I was smart. I wanted to be cool because I was sexy.â
âYou were sexy, too.â
âYouâre just saying that.â
âNope.â He followed her down the narrow hallway. Soon. Very soon. âSmart is sexy, at least to me, it is. Besides, you had a killer body.â
â
Had
?â
â
Have
.â He thought it was cute she was worried about that, especially when she had nothing to worry about. âStill. Even more so.â
âYeah, right. Youâre supposed to say stuff like that when youâre about to see me naked for the first time in years. Iâm nervous just thinking about it.â
âYou think youâre nervous? I figure Iâm destined to repeat that first night.â
She reached the end of the hallway and turned back to face him. âThatâs fine with me.â She smiled as she looked him up and down. âAs long as you repeat every bit of that first night.â
His cock jerked in response to that seductive smile, and his heart hammered at the prospect of being inside that room alone with Taryn and a big feather bed. âI will, but Iâm not twenty-two anymore. The second time might not happen as fast.â
âIâm in no rush.â She held his gaze. âWe have all night.â
Lust slammed into him with such force he stood there trembling.
âDo you have the key?â
âYeah.â He dug into his coat pocket and handed it to her. âYouâd better open it.â
Her eyes widened. âAre you shaking?â
âYes.â He clenched his jaw against the primitive urges rolling through him. âAnd if you donât open the door and go inside
immediately
, Iâm going to take you right here in the hallway. Better move it, Harper, before we give Mrs. Gustafson the scare of her life.â
Chapter 5
A nd
that
, Taryn thought as she quickly opened the door and walked into the dimly lit room, was why sheâd never forgotten Cole Evergreen. No other man had ever wanted her so intensely, as if he might spontaneously combust if he couldnât have her in the next ten seconds.
Ten seconds was about all she had to drop her messenger bag to the floor, shrug out of her parka, and glance at the unlit fireplace and the giant four-poster bed that dominated the room. Then the door clicked shut, the lock shot into place, and Cole was there, spinning her around to face him. He made a sound low in his throat, something between a growl and a groan, and then he claimed her mouth.
If heâd kissed her this way in the hall outside her