Chantelle didn’t know what to say. Her belly fluttered, feeling the same about him as he did for her. Stroking his cheek once more, she kissed him. Despite announcements coming through the speakers, she lost awareness of her surroundings.
Then Lance broke the kiss. His gaze turned intense and Chantelle stood from his lap. He stood as well and brought her closer to his chest. He laced her fingers with his.
“Do you prefer eating at a restaurant tonight or room service?” He asked.
She bit her bottom lip. “I’m thinking...” She reached on her tiptoes and kissed him. “Room service.”
“Perfect.” Then he scooped her in his arms and carried her back inside to their room. Chantelle didn’t know how he closed the sliding door with his foot, but he did. Mr. and Mrs. Taylor. Forever.
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