Free Road Trip - Southern Belles Part 3 (Erotic Romance Series) by Amanda Heartley Page B

lips taut and rubbing her clit in such a way, she couldn’t hold back. She sighed. He was incredible.
    Very quietly she slid out of the bed and tiptoed over to the bathroom. The penthouse was huge and her legs shook as she padded across the floor. She closed the door gently; she didn’t want to wake him. As she turned on the water, she thought about last night. She couldn’t remember half of it, the champagne was flowing freely and she wasn’t about to give up a glass of good champagne. Her mama didn’t raise no dummy. On second thought, a hot bath sounds better.
    She turned on the Jacuzzi jets and the water began bubbling and churning. She squeezed some drops of lavender oil into the tub, filling the whole room with the relaxing scent.
    Stepping into the hot water, her body thanked her. Last night, or what she could remember about last night, was fabulous. The food, the drink, the company. Even Jesse the driver was a great guy. Smiling, she slid down into the water to her neck, the water pressure massaging her tender body. She reached her hand to play with the pulsating jet, feeling the stream between her fingers. Giggling to herself. This might be better than the shower head!
    She relaxed, washing all the night away, her headache started to subside as the hot water massaged her body. She hoped she didn’t wake Nick. She knew he had been driving and partying for way too long. He needed some rest.
    Reaching up to grab the pouf, she saw a flash of light out of the corner of her eye. She brought her hand up out of the water and on her finger sat the biggest diamond she had ever seen. Shit! What’s this? Oh my God! Where did this come from? What happened last night? Oh my God!
    “NICK!!!! NICK! Wake up! Come here, quick!” She hollered from the tub. “NNNIIIIICCCCKKKK!!!”
    He jumped up and ran to the bathroom, scared of what had happened to make her scream like that. “What? What’s going on?” She raised her hand to show him the ring. “That’s it? That’s what had you screaming for me from the tub? Hijo de la ching - I thought something happened.”
    “Look!” she yelled. “Something has happened!”
    “I'm looking, it’s very nice. Where’d you get it?”
    She snapped at him, shaking her head. “Nick, it’s a wedding ring. I don’t know where I got it.”
    Looking down at his left hand, he had one too. Only this one wasn’t a 2 carat diamond. It was a gold man’s wedding band right there on his left hand. A wedding band he had never seen before. His heart sank. Dios Mio, que paso anoche? What happened? “ Dios! Marti, what happened last night?”
    “You don’t know? Please tell me you know what we did last night.” Staring at the wedding band on her finger, she grabbed a towel and stepped out of the tub. “Nick, you’re incredible , but is this shit for real?”
    “Marti, I don’t know, I mean we had dinner, drank some champagne and we were in the limo –“
    He paced the floor, running his fingers through his hair in desperation. “Shit! Did we go to a chapel? Marti, I don’t know.” He paced back and forth, his breath coming in spurts. “You know what? I’ll get Jesse up here, he was there, he’ll know”.
    He grabbed his phone and punched Jesse’s speed dial. “Jesse, I need to see you now. In the penthouse.” Pause. “Yes, Jesse, NOW.”
    He turned to Marti, “He’ll be here a few minutes, we’ll find out what the hell is going on.” Rummaging through the receipts and souvenirs of the night before, he found a marriage license and his mouth dropped, with an agonizing sigh, he fell into the chair looking at the documents.
    His name was there. Marti’s name was there. Legal looking signatures from the courthouse and tucked nicely behind it was a certificate that said they were married. God, was I that drunk?
    There was a slight knock at the door; he rushed over to open it “Jesse, what the hell happened last night?”
    Jesse looked down, “What do you mean,