Chapter 11

If we hadn't had sex in the closet, I would have taken her in the limo. We both needed to freshen up and as she ran around the hotel suite like a little kid, I knew exactly how we were going to do that. Everything had taken too long. From checking in, to getting up to the suite. There was only one thing on my mind.

Adele!

It was as if I was a fucking addict. Then again maybe I do have addictive tendencies. Everyone says that I'm obsessed with my bike. Maybe my obsession has moved from my bike to Adele. I grabbed her arm as she was too busy talking about the hotel room and the fact that it cost a fortune. I pressed her body against mine and said, "It did, but you're worth every penny."

Her head dropped to the side, exposing the curve of her neck and all I could do was kiss it. I ducked my head against her skin and she let out a sigh.

"I thought that we would talk first."

I pulled away, "We do that all the time."

She pushed me away, "No we don't."