Adjusting her blouse and pulling her hair to fall over one shoulder, she knocked, stomach tight in anticipation of seeing him again. “Hey, I hope you don’t mind if I… mmph.” Cady’s words were cut off by an enthusiastic kiss as Ethan practically lunged for her, pulling her into his arms in full view of the hallway. She lost herself to the moment, wrapping her arms around his shoulder as he held her close, a different kind of tension setting up shop inside her belly. “Sorry, what was that you were saying?” he asked, breaking the kiss to pull her inside the room. “I… have no idea,” she blinked, still overwhelmed by the kiss. It sure helped alleviate some of those doubts she had as to whether or not he missed her as much as she missed him. The room was generic enough, but nicer than any craphole motel she’d ever stayed in before. Not too big, a queen sized bed dominating the room with a flat screen TV atop a low dresser opposite it, and a small desk tucked into the corner. On the desk was a pile of electronic equipment she couldn’t identify, with a surprisingly sharp image of an empty apartment on the small screen. Ethan wrapped his arms around her from behind, pressing his nose to her hair before she could get a better look at any of it, guiding her to the amazing view from the floor to ceiling windows. “You have no idea how much I missed you,”
