We’re in so much trouble.
I roll my suitcase in, eyeing the king-sized bed sitting in the middle of the room. The linens are white, with a tan blanket folded at the bottom.
There’s also a whirlpool tub, making me suspect this room is usually reserved for romantic getaways. Which is great. Just great.
Other than that, it’s like any hotel room, except there’s a balcony. And beyond the balcony…the ocean.
“Oh,” I gasp softly, thoughts of biting Noah temporarily forgotten. Abandoning my suitcase, I walk across the room and open the sliding door.
The balcony is narrow, only wide enough for two people, and the Florida humidity hits me like a wet blanket.
But I don’t even care because the moonlight plays over the water, stretching to the dark horizon, and it’s beautiful.
“This is an amazing view,” I say.
Noah joins me. “It is.”
I turn to look at him, smiling. “Not to be sappy, but I’m glad I’m sharing this experience with you.”
He returns my smile, sliding his hands into the front pockets of his shorts. “You want to take a walk on the beach?”
“It’s the middle of the night,” I remind him.
“I don’t care if you don’t.”
I cast a longing glance at the quiet ocean. “Are you sure? Aren’t you tired?”
Personally, I’m exhausted, but I know I’ll never sleep with Noah beside me, so why not enjoy the moonlight?
“I’m happy to adapt to vampire hours for you,” he says.
I study his face, noting his soft smile and the gentle crinkle of his eyes, and my heart swells. No one has ever looked at me like that. There’s attraction between us, but it’s more than something physical. I love Noah’s character and his company.
In the few months we’ve known each other, we’ve been thrown into the most ridiculous situations. I’ve seen the way he handles himself under extreme stress, the way he takes care of me and others, always putting himself last.
He’s a modern knight—one of the very few.
“You know I love you,” I say to him.
His smile turns amused. “It sounds like there’s a but coming.”
“Butdo you know how much I like you as well?”
“Is there a difference?”
“Maybe it would be better to say Iadmireyou.”
The crinkle of his eyes deepens. “As ‘buts’ go, that’s a pretty good one.”
I step up to him, wrapping my arms around his neck. He automatically leans down so I can accomplish it. “I’m grateful you’re mine. You’re a good man, Noah York.”
He grins, brushing a kiss over my lips. “If you like the ocean that much, I’ll bring you at least once a year.”
“I don’t think I can sleep with you,” I whisper.
His eyebrows fly up. “I don’t think that’s on the schedule.”
I laugh, nervous. “I mean, I don’t think I can sleep in the same bed and actually…sleep. Maybe…” I bite my lip, not brave enough to finish that thought.
