“I had rather hoped to get some time alone with you tonight, instead of flying to Colombia and back.”
That softened her. She slid her arms around his neck and rested her forehead against his.
His hands landed around her waist and again it was the most natural gesture, right in a way that only electronics or computer code had ever been. There was a biologic synchronicity between them that was undeniable.
“That sounds lovely,” she whispered. And he could feel the exhaustion sag through her.
“But it’s not going to happen.” He managed to not make it a question. Barely, but he knew she was right.
“It’s not. But…” She left him hanging.
“What?”
“I desperately could use room service and a shower.” Richie pulled her in closer until they were pressed hard together.
She clung to him and he ne
