Cherry Girl (Blackstone Affair) by Raine Miller Page A

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    “You’re beautiful,” I told her, “and I love you f or agreeing to let me sweep you away for the weekend.”
    “ Just for agreeing to come here with you?”  She gave me a look.
    Stupid idiot moron dickhead.   “No, not just because of that.  I love you all the time.”  I reached for her and pulled her against me, searching her face for clues.  “Second thoughts?”
    She shook her head, blue eyes bright and whispered, “Never.”   Elaina brought her hand up to my face and held it there.  “I’d go anywhere you asked me to.  I love you, remember?”
    “I won’t forget you told me that.”   And I wouldn’t.  Those words were precious words to me.
    “Good.  You’d better not forget.”
    I adjusted her against me and kissed her good and slow, until she was pliable in my arms, and I was thinking about beds and getting her naked, and a shit ton more inappropriate ideas for the moment.
    “So , I have a plan here,” I confessed against her ear.
    “Hmmm, thought so,” she purred.   “What is this plan you have?”
    I pulled back so she could see me.  “My plan is to get us settled into our room first.”  I tilted my head at her raised brow; sure she was thinking my motives were in the gutter.  Well, they mostly were, but she didn’t need to know that, and I hide it well. “And then…how ’bout I take my gorgeous girl to dinner where I can sit across the table from her and drown in her exquisite beauty? What do you say?”
    She laughed at me.  “Okay, I say yes to that.”
    “Are you laughing at me, Miss Morrison?”
    “I believe I am, Captain McManus.”  She nodded through more giggling, and then pressed a sweet kiss to my lips.  “You have a touch of poet in you, I fear.  Better you don’t let your troops know it. ”  
    “And I thought my little speech was well done," I protested.
     
    "Aww , you can talk like a poet to me any time you want to, babe."  She blew me a smiling kiss.
    I shook my head as we made our way inside to registration.  I had Elaina happy and glowing on my arm, yes, but thinking about how I had to leave her in a few short weeks— I had no idea on God’s green earth how I was ever going to manage to do it.
    Blackstone’s sister, who told us to call her Hannah, put us in a lovely corner suite done in blue that overlooked the sea from its windows.  The view of coastline and lavender fields was superb, but seriously underappreciated by my filthy mind.  Yeah, the only view I cared about was one of Elaina in front of it.  Naked.  That was the view I wanted to gaze upon.  The only one that mattered very much.
    As I stared through the glass , I realized I had it bad.
    Elaina was rustling around in the bathroom setting out her things while I pondered the anticipation of what was finally going to be a reality after so long a time of wanting her.
    But , I wasn’t without some reserve over what we were about to do here in this beautiful stately house along the scenic Somerset coast.  Elaina was an adult, but she was also considerably younger than me.  Sometimes I felt guilty for wanting her when I probably should have picked a woman closer to my own age, but I’d learned a long time ago, that you don’t get to choose who you fall in love with.  They chose you.
    For me that person w as a beautiful girl with cherry-coloured hair and dark blue eyes, and she alone held the sole key to my heart.
    Just those few thoughts about her woke up my cock to the point where some discreet rearranging was required.  Well then, we might really need the whole box of condoms I’d packed for us in my bag—
    “Oh bab e, you should see the view in here,” she called to me from the bathroom, interrupting my shag logistics for the time being.  Thank bloody Christ.  As I went to her I chastised myself for the trepidation I felt the need to hide, trying to get past the idea of what I’d be doing with her, and to her, as much as I possibly could in the limited