Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
ALORA
The heavenly scent of freshly percolated coffee wakes me from my slumber and I stretch as I try to focus my eyes.
Where am I?
My body feels heavy, achy, and instantly I’m reminded of last night and the god I went to bed with.
I look over to his empty side of the bed, where is he?
I slowly get out of bed and wince, I’m sore from last night. Every one of my muscles feel stretched and used. I throw my robe on and make my way out in search of my Mr. Doe.
I make my way into the living area and look around; everything from dinner last night has been cleaned up and packed away.
“Miss Doe,” he calls from the balcony. “I’m out here.”
I walk over to the door and find him sitting at the table, breakfast is laid out and the morning sun is beaming. He smiles broadly and taps his lap.
My heart swells and I float over to him and sit down on his knee.
He kisses me tenderly. “Good morning.”
“Hi.” I smile shyly, suddenly embarrassed about my whorish behavior last night.
As if he can read my mind he smiles down at me and combs his fingers through my hair. “Your beauty takes my breath away.”
I probably look like a raccoon.
We kiss, slowly at first and then deeper and our eyes close as we get lost in each other, I wasn’t imagining it or lost in the moment last night.
In the light of day it’s still here between us.
A blindingly beautiful chemistry, so bright that I can hardly see straight.
“We part today,” I say sadly.
“Hmm.” He kisses me again. “About that.”
“Yes,” I say hopefully, please tell me that you want to run away together or something equally as crazy.
“Spend another night with me.” He readjusts my robe to protect me from the cold.
This is my chance; I want to know more about him.
Hell, I want to know everything there is to know.
“On one condition,” I tell him.
“What’s that?”
“I want to leave this place.”
“What?” He frowns.
“Not leave, leave. I want to….” I shrug. “Explore the village, go for a walk in the sunshine.” I smile softly. “Maybe go on a date to a restaurant tonight?”
“Doe….” He sighs, unimpressed that I want to break the rules of the hotel.
“It’s just one day.” I kiss his big lips as I try to talk him around. “And then we get another night here.”
His eyes hold mine.
“We’re never going to see each other again,” I whisper. “I hate the thought. Give me my one day.”
“This was not our arrangement and I really don’t….”
“You asked for another night too.” I cut him off.
He looks out over the valley below as he thinks this over.
“Or we can just say goodbye now.” I stand, annoyed that he even has to think about it.
“No, no.” He pulls me back down onto his lap. “One more night.”
“And one day.”
“Yes.” He holds my face in his hands and kisses me, our lips linger over each other’s and a warm fuzzy feeling passes between us.
More than just lust, less familiar than love. A whole new ballgame to the one we signed up for.
This goodbye is going to suck.
“Are you ready?” Mr. Doe calls from the living area.
“Uh-huh.” I grab my purse and walk out and he frowns as he looks me up and down.
“Where are your coat and hat?”
I glance down at myself. “I don’t need them, do I?”
“It’s cold outside, you’ll freeze half to death.”
“Oh.” I shrug. “When I was packing I didn’t think it would be this cold. I’ll be fine, we’ll be walking anyway so I’ll be able to keep warm.”
He rolls his eyes. “Hang on, you can wear something of mine.” He walks into the spare room and I follow him. His suitcase is on the luggage rack and he opens it up.
Everything is folded and organized to precision and I frown as I stare into it. “Who packed your bag, a drill sergeant?”
He glances back at me. “What does that mean?”
“Why is it so neat?”
“I like things to be organized like an adult.”
“Me too.” So not me too, I’m a hot mess and can never find shit in my suitcase or when I’m packing. I roll up onto my toes feeling like a petulant child.
He pulls out a gray beanie and puts it on my head and kisses me quickly before turning back to his suitcase to dig for more.
He’s very kissy.
I smile goofily as I wait, doing domestic everyday things with him is my new favorite thing. He holds out a big coat. “Put this on.”
“It’s huge.”
“It’s about to snow.” He widens his eyes. “And you want to walk around the countryside in a thin cardigan? I don’t think so.”
“Fine.” I sigh as I put my arms into the sleeves, he does up the zipper and pulls the waist cord to tighten it snug.
He reaches down and grabs a handful of my sex and gives me a squeeze before turning back to his suitcase.
“Now….” He passes me a pair of leather gloves.
“These will keep those pretty little hands warm.”
I hold out my hands and he puts them on for me. “Can we go now, Boss?” I ask.
“We can go now, Doe.”
We’ve somehow arrived at nicknames for each other, he’s Mr. Doe and I’m Doe.
I’m wearing my oversized beanie, huge jacket and gloves the size of flippers. “I feel ridiculous.” I smile up at him.
“That’s because you look ridiculous.” He dots the tip of my nose.
“Now…where are you taking me on our date?” He breaks into a slow sexy smile and my heart skips a beat; he has the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen.
Big blue eyes and pouty kissable lips. His hair is dark and has a curl to it and his stubble creates a shadow over his square jaw.
Probably the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, but maybe that’s just because he’s a sex god and I’m still drunk on his pheromones. He’s released so much oxytocin into my bloodstream that it’s a wonder I’ve survived the overdose.
We walk to the door and out into the corridor. “At least nobody will be able to recognize me in this abominable snowman outfit,” I say as we arrive at the elevator and push the button.
“Lucky you.” He twists his lips as if unimpressed.
Oh…shit. I didn’t even think when I asked him to leave the resort. If he’s seen here, will it have implications for him on the outside? “It is okay if we leave, isn’t it?” I ask him.
“Well, too late now, isn’t it?” he mutters as we get into the elevator and turn toward the doors.
Does he have someone on the outside?
Shit….
The reason he came here flashes through my mind, we have to do that for him when we get back. I don’t want him to go home with regrets.
He came here with a goal and I need to make sure we get it done.
The elevator doors open and we step out into the foyer, he walks slightly in front of me out through the front doors of the resort and down the driveway.
I scamper to keep up, and once at the end of the driveway and out onto the country road he turns to wait for me.
“What’s the rush?” I ask.
“We’re in a fucking kink club, Doe. Not something I want as common knowledge. What if I know someone in there?”
“Oh….” I hadn’t thought of that. “Well, if they’re also here, they have a hidden kink too.”
He chuckles and I link my arm through his as we walk. When I breathe out, fog comes out of my mouth. “It is cold.”
“Like I told you.”
“Does it snow where you live?” I ask.
“Yes.” He glances down at me. “Not from where you’re from?”
“No.” I think for a moment. “I’ve only seen snow once before.”
“What?” He seems surprised.
“Yeah, it was on a school trip. We went to the Rockies. It was a ski trip, although I didn’t ski.”
“Why didn’t you ski?”
“We couldn’t afford the ski rental costs so I just watched my friends.”
“How much was the ski rental?”
I shrug as we walk. “I don’t know, I think it was like sixty-five dollars. My dad had already taken a second job…third job, actually, so that I could go on the trip at all.”
He listens as we walk.
“My mom died when I was young and….” My voice trails off.
He stays quiet as he waits for me to finish.
“My dad had to give up his full-time day job to look after us, he worked night shifts so that we could stay overnight at Grandma’s. We just scraped by, so any extra activities were a treat.”
He nods once as if acknowledging my story and we walk in silence for a while.
“How many siblings do you have?” he eventually asks.
“I have a sister and a brother.” I kiss his shoulder. “Do you have any siblings?”
“I have a sister and a brother too.” He smiles as if thinking of them fondly. “They’re the light of my life.”
“That’s nice.” I smile. “And your parents?”
“I lost my mother too.”
My face falls. “Oh no. How?”
“Car accident.”
“Did your family struggle?” I ask as I look up at him.
“Very much so, we still do.”
My heart aches for him, what are the chances we share that same grief?
“What do you do for work?” he asks to change the subject.
“I’m a math teacher.”
He frowns as if surprised. “Would never have picked that.”
“Well.” I shrug. “Numbers are my thing, what can I say.”
I walk along and I have a question on the tip of my tongue that I’ve been dying to ask. “Are you wealthy?”
“In some things.” He stares out over the rolling green hills as we walk. “What makes you ask that?”
“Your accent. The way you sound.”
“My accent?” He smiles as if fascinated. “How do I sound?”
“Like an English nobleman or something.”
He chuckles. “How many English noblemen do you know?”
“Well, none.” I giggle. “I was confused because I’m pretty sure that English noblemen don’t know how to fuck like that.”
He throws his head back and laughs out loud.
“I’m being serious.” I smile up at him. “I think maybe you’re a porn star or something. I’ve never met anyone before who has sex like you.”
“Sex like me, what is sex like me?” He smiles.
“So….” I widen my eyes. “Great.”
“Great.” He repeats the word. “I don’t like the word great.” He scrunches up his nose. “Great sounds very average to me.”
“You are anything but average.” I laugh. “Believe me.”
“Yeah, yeah, keep digging.” He smiles as he walks. “This hole is deep, Doe.”
I laugh and think for a moment. “Okay, great isn’t the best word. I would describe our sex last night as…” I narrow my eyes as I try to articulate myself, “…life changing.”