"Believe it or not I've never been so hungry for a woman that I lost my head," Drew replied with a look of disbelief on his own face. She felt better knowing he didn't do that with all the tourists. She knew it was just a vacation fling but still, every woman wanted to feel special.
"I'm going to take a shower because I'm freezing and can't quit shaking," she told him and headed toward the shower.
"I'll join you, to save on water," he said with a wiggle of his brows. She'd already thrown caution to the wind and decided to enjoy her last two days of vacation. They made love once again, under the warm water streaming over their bodies. Trinity didn't think she'd be able to see water again without her stomach quivering with need.
They crawled from the shower and straight into bed. Drew pulled her tightly into his arms, caressing her back, which made her want to purr. She had to be careful because she could feel her heart swelling.
Drew felt more relaxed than he had in too long to remember and thought he could lay there with her until the end of eternity. He didn't think he was going to be able to let her go in two days. He tried to say the words aloud and didn't know where to start. If she found out who he really was, she was going to be angry but they couldn't possibly continue to see each other under false pretenses.
He didn't understand how he'd gotten himself into such a bad position. He needed to figure out how to fix it. Hell, he built billion dollar resorts visited by royalty. He could certainly figure out how to work things out with a woman.
He fell asleep, still trying to work it out. He reassured himself he had a couple of days left to do it. He'd done more difficult things, with far less time.
Trinity stepped out of the elevator, with Drew by her side. It was her last day in paradise and she had to keep reminding herself her time with him was a one-time thing. She allowed herself to be impulsive for the first time in her life and she was trying to convince her mind it was a great vacation and that was all it was.
It was taking everything in her, to not ask for his number. She couldn't call him once she left, or she'd just be going from one relationship to another and besides, long distance relationships never worked.
"Where do you live in the states?" Drew asked her, as they entered the restaurant for breakfast.
"If I tell you, then the magic of our time together starts to fade," she said jokingly.
"I make it there sometimes and would love to come see you, if I'm in town," he said.
"I don't think it's a good idea. This has been unbelievable and if we try to stay in contact the real world will break in," she quietly told him.
"You don't have to tell me exactly where you live, just a state and if it's meant to be, we'll run into each other at a romantic little café, on a rainy day and realize we can't stand to be apart," he said, with a wicked smile. She realized even if she told him the state, the likelihood of him actually finding her was slim to none.
"I live in rainy Washington," she finally replied. He seemed to tense for a moment and then relaxed and plastered his easy smile back on. She most likely imagined the moment, as Drew never seemed to get stressed.
He couldn't believe his luck with her living in Washington. Here was the most perfect woman he'd ever met and she lived in his home state. What were the odds he'd meet her in another country? He traveled a lot but mostly by choice now, as his resorts were ran well without his constant surveillance. He found he was spending a lot more time home anyway, with his cousins, Derek and Ryan. With Derek married, they all seemed to center around him and his wife Jasmine.
He was a bit irritated with himself for getting so hung up on his vacation girl. He was usually much better at sticking with a plan and he'd planned on dating a lot of different ladies, not falling for the first girl he decided to run over with his surf board. He smiled to himself, thinking his cousins would find his predicament hilarious.
"I'm in the beautiful North West often," he finally told her. Trinity hated the quickening of her heartbeat at his words. She didn't want to hope to see him again. It would make those long winter nights even longer. She was starting to fall a little too hard for the enigmatic man.
"I'm going to be honest Drew, even though it's kind of hard for me to do so. I'm always the pushover. My last boyfriend, who I thought I was going to eventually marry, decided to bed his secretary, which led me to this very impulsive vacation. I'm grateful I took it and met you. I regret nothing but if I keep in contact with you when I get back to the real world, it'll change how I feel. I'll start thinking of happily ever after, instead of right now and I'm not this girl you think I am. You won't like me when I'm back in the real world," she said, as a tear escaped her eye.