Free Forget Me Never by M J Rutter Page B

hand.
                  “Haven’t you had enough of me yet?” he asked as the doors open. We stepped inside and watched as the doors closed.
                  I turned to face him, “No,” I said, “never.” I added before diving into his arms and kissing him. Pushing my tongue into his mouth, moving my hands down his back and inside of his shorts where I grabbed his backside, squeezing lightly.
                  “God, woman,” he said between kisses, “I’ll stop this lift in a minute and ravish you right here,” he threatened.
                  I stopped kissing him, “Is there a camera in here?” I looked at the mirrored ceiling.
                  “Probably,” he smiled. I stepped back and composed myself before the doors opened on my floor. “What are we doing this afternoon?”
                  “If you insist we do something else, then we can go out,” I sighed playfully. “I’ll change my clothes and meet you in an hour.”
                  “After kissing me like that, you are just going to leave me high and dry?”
                  I stepped out of the lift and smiled, “Well, Mr Richards, who’s fault is that?” 
    I turned and smiled as the lift doors closed, he grinned just before they met in the middle.
     
    I found my room and closed the door, leaning against it until it clicked shut. A grin crept across my face, what a night, what an amazingly, incredible night with such a wonderful man? He was gentle and kind, caring and sincere, some might say too good to be true, maybe he was, but that afternoon, with the sun shining through the windows in my room, I allowed my heart to thaw out. I felt foolish for thinking what we had could last, but thinking hurt my head and I just wanted it to be real.
                  Why couldn’t it be real? I had heard so many stories of love at first sight and of how others had met the one, their soul mate. I don’t know why I was so open to be like this with Alec or why my heart hadn’t prevented me from falling for someone ever again. After all, Kevin had done to me, the lying and cheating, you would have thought I’d think twice, burned fingers and all of that. It just seemed as though I had no control over my heart or my head. It petrified me to feel so out of control, but it excited me too and I think I loved it.
     
    I took a long shower, allowing the water to massage my aching body. A night of love making was something I had never done and when my muscles seemed like they couldn’t take any more, Alec had to give me one more work out. I seriously felt like I had spent hours at a gym, not in bed.
                  I put on a light cotton dress of turquoise and slipped my feet into my flip flops. I decided to call my mother. I felt sure she would still be up. We talked for a while, I told her about Alec and she remarked at how happy I sounded, I suppose I was happy, the happiest I had felt in a long time. I wanted her to tell me to get a grip and remember the pain I felt before. I wanted her to talk me out of falling too fast, but she didn’t she told me to enjoy myself and that should it be all I hoped, that she got to meet him soon. My mum, the hopeless romantic, as least I knew where I got it from. 
    As I ended the call someone knocked on my door.
    “I need to ask you something,” Alec said standing in blue jeans and a light blue shirt.
    “Okay,” I nodded.
                  “Can I come in?”
                  “Sure,” I smiled clumsily and stepped back. He entered and strode across the room as I closed the door. He looked nervous, it looked so cute, I almost smiled. 
                  “I always end this visit with a trip up to Vegas. I’ll be honest, I do like to gamble a bit, not stupidly and I am not addicted or anything. I only gamble when I come to the US, my point is, it means I would leave