Chapter 2
She watched him breathe. Her hand stroked gently across his chest as she simply watched him breathe. She woke just moments ago, content and warm within the shelter of his arms, her head resting on his broad chest. Not wanting to disturb him, she simply lay there watching and feeling his chest rise and fall, his breathing deep and rhythmic. Slowly raising her head, she looked over at the display on the radio clock that lay next to the bed. It was late, or early, depending on your viewpoint and knew she would have to leave soon.
Her plane would be arriving at Dallas/Fort Worth International in four hours and she needed to be there to meet the limousine. No one in the extended family knew she had taken an earlier flight, arriving in Dallas earlier in the day and she intended to keep it that way.
What they didn't know wouldn't hurt them.
She rose from the bed and padded quietly to the bathroom. She quickly took a shower, washing her hair before climbing out and wrapping a towel around her body and towel drying her hair. Moving to the small garment bag draped over the chair, she retrieved her makeup, hair dryer and brush. She dried and styled her hair before deftly applying her makeup.
"Beautiful," a deep voice from the bed said. She looked at him through the mirror as he lay there, his head propped up on his hand watching her dress.
"Well, thank you," she said, smiling. With a final stroke of her mascara brush, she finished her makeup and put it, her hair dryer and brush away. Turning, she walked to the chair, retrieving her clothes from the garment bag. She let the towel drop, grinning at the hiss of indrawn breath from him as she pulled on a matching champagne coloured tap pant and camisole set. Next, she pulled out sheer trouser socks and slid them on, moulding the silk to her legs.
She hid her smile at his soft growl. Pulling on a pair of light crème linen pants, she draped the matching jacket across the chair, before dropping her dress heels on the floor. She picked up her clothes from the night before, folded them and placed them in the garment bag along with her boots, makeup and hair dryer. Turning back to the bed her gaze wandered over the man lying in it, the sheet just barely offering him modesty.
"Are you sure you have to go so soon?" he asked, leaning back against the pillows.
"Unfortunately, yes," she said, moving toward the bed. Once she was within reach, he grabbed her hand and pulled her down on top of him. Gently tracing her cheek with his fingers, his hand moved to her hair and he pulled her to him, covering her mouth in a soft kiss, groaning as she opened her mouth to deepen the kiss. Becoming lost in the kiss he whimpered when she pulled away.
"When will I see you again?" he asked, gazing into her eyes.
"Soon…very soon," she teased, smiling at his question. She kissed him again, opening her mouth as he deepened the kiss. Lost in the sensations of the kiss she reluctantly ended it when she felt his hands trace down her back to her derriere. She knew if she let the kiss go on any longer, she would be as naked as he was, and she would be late. Pulling away she looked at him, not in the least surprised to see his disappointment. Placing one last kiss to his lips, she moved out of his arms and off the bed.
"Sorry," she said as she picked up her jacket and slipped it and her shoes on. Reaching down she grabbed the garment bag and her purse.
"Do you need any help?" he asked, as he sat up and swung his legs out of bed.
"No, I got it," she said, moving to the door.
"Sue Ellen," he said, as he stood and walked over to her not bothered in the least by his nakedness.
"Yes," she said, watching him walk toward her. She licked her lips at the sight of him. 'Lord, he is sexy,' she thought. He stopped directly in front of her.
"Be safe, darlin'," he said, placing a soft kiss to her cheek before stepping back to open the door for her. Sue Ellen walked through the open door then turned around. Stepping back to him, Sue Ellen wrapped her free hand around his neck and pulled him to her, kissing him passionately. She only ended the kiss when she felt and heard his feral groan.
"I will," she said, moving away from him. "Now ya better get back inside before you're arrested for indecent exposure." Her gaze travelled over him, "… and carrying a weapon without a license," she teased, as she admired his naked body.
He chuckled at her teasing, stepping back into the room. Sue Ellen turned walking toward her car. Taking only three steps she turned back to look at the man still standing in the open doorway.
"I love you J.R.," she said.
"I love you too, Sugar," he replied. "I'll see ya' when YA' get home," he added as he watched her walk to her car, place her garment bag in the back seat and get in. He continued to watch until she backed out of her parking spot and drove out of the parking lot. Once he could no longer see her taillights, he closed the door. Walking over to the bed, he sat down on the edge of it. He fell backwards, his arms stretched above his head, grinning he murmured, "Gawd, I love sneakin' around," before rolling off the bed and heading to the shower.
