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"Perfect, baby." She looked at me as I spoke, her eyes full in the late  afternoon sun. Hadn't I called her that already? We made our way to the  door, walking inside as I asked for a table for two with a smile. It  felt good to not be tethered to my laptop or phone, though I knew I'd  check it later. We were taken to a table that overlooked the beach,  ordering ice water as Rayna picked up her menu. She quickly decided on  that burger while I went with a club sandwich, ordering from the  waitress as she brought our drinks.



"They all look at you the same way," she said as she sipped the water and watched the woman walk away.



"How's that?" I asked with laughter in my voice. I liked jealous Rayna a  little bit, though I didn't understand her insecurity as I looked at  her flawless face across the table.



"Like they wish I weren't here," was her response as I let the sound out of my throat.



"They can wish it until their dying day, but I love you. Only you." I  reminded her as she blushed and pressed her lips together. I noticed  that she hadn't said it back to me, but I understood that. She didn't  seem the type to just tell anybody that and I wanted her to say it with  true meaning in her voice. I felt it every time that she looked at me,  as well as every time that she was in my arms. Rayna feared everything  that was happening, but she was here with me and at my house before  this. She brought a suitcase to my house, which told me a lot. I was  willing to wait for her to tell me that she loved me, but she was going  to hear it every chance that I had to say it to her.



"French women are so beautiful, though. They look like supermodels," she remarked as I smiled at her.



"You'll see all kinds of people here, Rayna. This is a popular place for  tourists, and we can even take the train to Italy if you'd like.  There's a lot to see," I offered as she nodded. "You don't see the way  that people look at you, do you?"



"No. How?" She asked with wide eyes. I hadn't been out with her in  public a lot back home, but the few times that I was men looked her way.  Hell, even women did. Here, every guy that we passed turned to look a  little longer. I knew her hair was bright, but it wasn't so unusual that  nobody had ever seen it before. Rayna was just naturally beautiful in  that girl next door way. She was my beautiful angel.



"You are a stunning woman, Ray. Those blue eyes shine, and when you  smile, you light up a room." I couldn't believe that she'd never been  told this before. "You are beautiful effortlessly, and that's a hard  thing to do."



Our entrees arrived, and we ate eagerly, thankful for anything other  than airplane food. The food tasted great as we discussed plans for  tomorrow and even later tonight, one of which I knew was taking Rayna in  our bed with the ocean air filling the room. I couldn't wait to have  her somewhere without limitations after the flight and the quick shower  sex. It was fantastic, but I needed some time with her body, kissing  those sweet lips as she moaned against me.



I asked for some cake to go for dessert so we could sit on the beach and  watch the sunset, making Rayna smile. The waitress brought it in a  purple box after I paid and tipped her generously and we walked back on  the sand and found a place to sit.



We ate the rich dessert in the orange and purple rays of light, snapping  pictures in between bites. It was always beautiful but seeing Rayna  enjoying it with an easy smile on her face in that light took my breath  away. I snapped a photo of her licking some frosting from the corner of  her lips, and she glanced at me before I pulled her against me. I  snapped one of the both of us smiling, and she stared at it for a long  moment. "Text that to me," she said with a hint of pain in her voice,  looking at me.



I did, and we finished watching it, sitting there until the dark of  night fell around us. Our cake was gone, and we made our way to the room  slowly, feeling our energy fading. Once we were there, I saved the  picture on my phone for the background as she grinned and walked out on  the balcony. "Did you see the coffee maker in the tiny kitchen? We can  sit out here and drink it tomorrow morning," she told me as I walked out  behind her. It was cooler out now, and I draped a blanket around her  shoulders as she relaxed.



"I did. That is a requirement for hotels. I don't always feel like going  to the lobby for my caffeine," I told Rayna as she shifted in my arms.



"How often do you stay at hotels like that?" Rayna asked as I considered  laughing at her. I traveled a lot for work, and the rooms weren't  always like this.                       
       
           



       



"More than you think," I assured her as I kissed her hair. "When you  travel a lot for a job, it isn't fun like this. It's business, making a  room just a room."



We stayed out there as long as we could handle the dropping temperature,  looking at the stars and the moon. Once inside, I looked around the  living room and took in the television and the fireplace. "Movie in here  or the bedroom?" I asked her as she nibbled her lip and looked at me.  Rayna dropped the blanket on the couch and walked barefoot towards the  bedroom as I followed her, unable to do anything but that. She had the  television on, and I made a small fire there just because I could,  leaving the window cracked for some air as long as I could stand it.



I walked to the bed where she had the remote, lifting my shirt off  before I dropped beside her. Rayna had removed her shorts but still wore  the shirt as I leaned in to kiss her neck. "Hi," she whispered as my  lips drew her skin between my teeth, making her shudder.



"Hello, beautiful," I responded as my hand wrapped around her waist slowly.



We ended up making out with her on my lap, missing the entire random  movie that was playing on HBO. Our clothes slowly slipped off, since we  both knew that there was no hurry tonight or even in the following few  weeks. I pushed her to her back and kissed down her neck, over her  nipples before sucking one into my mouth. Her thighs were damp, and I  felt her heat against my leg that was pressed between us for leverage,  making me want to drop between them and take her with one hard thrust. I  told myself to slow down as I tasted her sweet pink bud with a groan.



I moved down her stomach and kissed the skin just above her dripping  pussy before moving down to lick long and slow. She was so sweet, and I  cleaned all of her before I found her clit and teased it ruthlessly  until she was begging me to fuck her. She came against my tongue first  with a scream before I moved over her and lined my cock up with her  pussy. "Do you want me?" I asked her hoarsely as she nodded vigorously.  "I am going to fuck you on the French Riviera, baby." I moved inside of  her as she dropped her head back. Fuck, she felt good. I moved in and  out of her, lost in Rayna's body as our moans mixed in the room. This  bed, this room, this life … it was perfect. "Rayna … oh God." I shot deep  inside of her as she screamed my name. She came a second after me,  clutching my shoulders tightly as she rocked with me, desperate to drag  out the feeling.



"This is the best feeling I've ever had," she said as we lay on our  sides, staring at each other. The room was lit with the orange flames  and the forgotten television, and I tried to see her better.



"I agree," I told her as she leaned up to kiss me. We turned towards the  large screen and cuddled together, falling asleep to it until I woke up  to use the bathroom a few hours later. I turned the television off and  crawled back into bed with her, pulling her warm body close.



The bed was as comfortable as the one I had at home, and I sank into it  as I kissed her hair. I drifted back to sleep and woke up with the sun  shining outside of the window. I stretched and looked at her slowly,  peaceful in her sleep as I grinned. I wanted to wake up with this woman  for the rest of my life.



I got up to use the bathroom again and went to make some coffee, as  happy as I'd ever been. I took one cup and went out to the balcony to  look at the picturesque view slowly, taking it all in. I reminded myself  to check some emails for work before we started the day, but didn't  move.





CHAPTER 23



Rayna





I woke up to the sun shining into the room and looked around in shock  for a moment. Oh yes. I was on vacation. I was in fucking France. I  stretched and took in what I could see of the blue water before I  hurried to the bathroom and wrapped myself in the robe. It was a big  suite, but I could smell the coffee, and I wanted it.



I made my way down the hallway and looked outside to see Declan leaning  against the railing with a cup in his hand. I made my own cup and looked  around in awe for a long moment. It was so pretty in here with the  cream walls and sage accent walls. Walking towards the slider, I slipped  outside and joined him as he glanced at me. "Morning," I said as I  sipped the coffee. I pulled my hair up before coming out here and hoped  that I didn't look awful.