Kissing her I bide my time. My mind’s distracted. Are they out of the hallway yet? Hannah breaks free of my lips and searches me. “Everything okay?”

“Nah, I wanna get out of here.”

Her blonde eyebrows crisscross as her gaze goes heavy. “I thought we were going to hide in here until we can be seen without drama.”

Taking her hand I grab my room key. “Nope. Fuck that.”

She lets me lead her to the door but I can feel her tension. “Tobias, why did Ben go through all that trouble if you’re just going to ignore the plan?”

Lowering my voice as we walk hand in hand through the hallway, I tell her, “Because I needed him to get you here.”

“But…”

“No buts.” Jabbing the elevator, one opens immediately and I pull her inside, but she’s resistant. “You still don’t trust me,” I mutter like I’m hurt — when I’m really not. She’s about to object when she sees me hit not the button for the lobby but the one for the top floor. I watch the buttons light up and kiss her fingertips, not meeting her eyes.

Her mouth is zipped shut.

When the doors open I lead her to the stairs, shoving the heavy door open and holding it for her. “Beautiful babes first.”

She softly laughs and heads in, looking to me for guidance. “Up?”

“That’s right.”

One flight of stairs and we’re staring at a locked door to the roof. I pull out a key and her eyes go huge. “Where did you get that?”

“Magic.” Unlocking it, the warm Florida breeze hits us like a promise of good things to come.

Hannah steps onto the roof no one ever ventures onto unless they’re a maintenance guy fixing something. I wait for her reaction, loving every subtle change of facial expression as each new surprise takes hold. There’s a blanket set out with four vases of flowers holding the corners down, a bottle of champagne and two flute glasses waiting to the side — ice bucket, five pillows, the works. Her mouth drops as her hands float up. “Oh my God!” she breathes. “How did you do this?”

The flowers were from a wedding event the hotel had this afternoon. It ended hours ago and nobody took these home. Andy paid off an employee who recognized me when we walked in, to find us the blanket and pillows, and the kid brought the champagne up, too. He also gave me the key in exchange for an autograph to his girlfriend.

But to Hannah I just shrug a shoulder. “I know people.”

She walks past the setup to the edge, me strolling behind, enjoying the view. Like I said to myself before, I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as her. She speaks to my soul, this woman. I can’t get enough of watching her expressions. I love to see the shift in her eyes as different thoughts come into them.

Don’t care what she does, I just wanna be the witness.

The security lights up here trace an outline around her shape. She glances over her soft shoulder and smiles, “Look at how tiny the boats look from way up here.”

Wrapping her in my arms we gaze down at the view. “Wow, now that’s something,” I whisper.

She leans into me, body relaxing. “So pretty. And nobody can see us.”

“They’d never know to look. You’re so warm, babe.”

“I feel flushed,” she murmurs, turning her head a little to look at me. “I can’t believe I’m here with you.”

“Me neither. Fuck, I really thought I’d never see you again a day in my life. And here you are in my arms.” Guiding her to face me I cup her cheek. She leans into my palm.

“You think this will work, Tobias? The plan for Carla?”

“I don’t know.” We stare at each other and I run my fingers down the slopes of her waist to her hips, and around her ass to give it a squeeze. “God, you feel good.”

Her eyelashes lower as lust stares back at me. I need her. My cock is bursting at the seam of my zipper, desperate to bond with her again after believing it was over.

I crush her in a kiss that she returns with equal passion, moaning as it escalates. She feels like the perfect answer to the most difficult question. But then my phone vibrates in my pocket, and since we’re crushed together we both feel it.

“Ignore it,” I mutter as she hesitates.

I grab her leg and hike it up, grinding with her pulsing against me, the phone finally going still after a few hot moments.

Hannah’s arms loop around my neck as she climbs me. I grab both her thighs and hold her up without a problem, lashing my tongue with hers, us coming at the kiss from all different angles as we try everything we can to get closer to each other. Then the phone starts buzzing again. She breaks free, frowning, her breath short and desperate to have me inside her. “What the fuck?”

“I don’t care who it is.”

“But who’s calling you this late?”

I blink at her and a smirk flashes. “You think I have some girl on the side who’s trying to hook up? There’s nobody but you, babe.”

She relaxes and we come together for another kiss, but the damn thing starts vibrating again. We tear apart and I set her down as she mutters, “Jeezus!” staring at the thing as I yank it from my pocket while adjusting my erection.

“It’s Andy,” I mutter, confused.

Hannah and I lock eyes. She shakes her head a little. “He wouldn’t call without a reason.”

Swiping it open I bark, “What?!”

His voice is sober and heavy, “Tobias, um, don’t know how to tell you this.”

“Just say it.”

“It’s Sofia.”