Smiling, Anna strode out into the hallway to stand in front of him. “I love you too, and I don’t want anybody else either.” Cupping his cheek, she added, “You’re enough for me.”
That seemed to make sense to Griffin, and he finally smiled like he was happy. “You’re enough for me too.”
Grabbing his hand, Anna started backing toward her room. “Good, then come be enough for me right now. I’m horny as hell.”
Griffin rushed up to her, grabbing her backside. “God, me too,” he murmured before their mouths met.
My stomach twisting for a completely different reason, I turned around to flee back inside my room. Kellan was still blocking my path, though. Regardless of the sort of romantic moment we’d just witnessed, his expression was irritated. “Hey, Griffin!” I looked over to see Griffin reluctantly pulling his mouth from Anna’s. Kellan’s arm wrapped around my waist as he told Griffin, “Don’t call my wife a bitch again.”
Griffin smirked at him, then turned back to Anna.
Kellan and I went back to bed after the happy couple’s breakthrough moment. Our slumber didn’t last long, though. Kellan had a series of radio interviews that he had to call in for, which Tory reminded him about by mercilessly banging on our door. “Phone calls in ten minutes, Kyle.”
Groggy and tired, Kellan sat up in our bed with slothlike speed. Scratching his chest, he kissed my cheek then nuzzled my neck. Giggling, I reached up and tangled my fingers through his hair. I’d been too upset to be intimate with him earlier, but I felt content and peaceful right then, and it was a shame to let this luxurious bed go to waste. Ten minutes wasn’t a lot of time, but surely it was enough for a quickie.
As his lips worked their way up to my ear, I pulled his body down on top of mine. “Mornin’,” he husked.
Wrapping my legs around his legs, I ground my hips against him, determined to wake him all the way up; it didn’t take long. “Good morning,” I whispered as I closed my eyes. God, he felt good.
Kellan didn’t waste a second of his precious time; he pulled off my clothes while I pulled off his. When we were bare in each other’s arms, I figured we still had over nine minutes left. Kellan’s body was warm and soft, yet hard as steel as I clutched him to me. Enjoying our moment of freedom in our private suite, I held nothing back as his body sank inside of mine. The novelty of being completely alone with him had me climaxing at a minute and a half in. When Tory banged on his door at the five minute reminder, telling him she’d texted his interview itinerary to him, I cried out with my second release. When she came back around with her sixty second reminder, I experienced my third and Kellan finally allowed himself to join me.
We were panting, both well spent, when he slunk off of the bed, cell phone in hand to go make his round of appointed calls. With a satisfied smile, I wondered if he had anymore ten minute breaks in his lineup.
Deciding to be a little lazy, since today wasn’t a traveling day, I ordered up some room and laundry service. Sienna’s manager had booked the hotels for the tour, and Sienna had extravagant tastes—anything under five stars simply wouldn’t do. Most of the hotels we’d stayed at would wash all of our clothes for us if we called and asked. This was a huge bonus for me, since laundry wasn’t my favorite thing in the world. Life on the road with Sienna did have a couple of perks; I felt spoiled.
After throwing all of our clothes into a bag, including what we’d been wearing this morning, I grabbed a couple of plush robes from the bathroom. The long, white robe smelled of lavender and was softer than any robe I’d ever worn before. It made me feel like I was wrapped in a gigantic powder puff. I briefly considered stealing it.
Kellan was sitting at a table next to the doors that led to the balcony. The view of downtown Charlotte from our hotel room was impressive, with scores of beautiful skyscrapers reaching up to touch the clouds. I didn’t give it more than a second’s glance this morning though, because Kellan was sitting in the chair completely naked, and it was highly distracting. I tossed him a robe. It was a shame to cover up that body, but he might give the poor hotel employee heart failure if she walked in and saw him like that. Kellan smiled at me as he spoke to the DJ on the other line. He didn’t put the robe on, but laid it over his lap. Good enough.