Seeing Stars snippet

“Come on, I’ll take you back to your scary room,” he said and stood up. He reached down to her.
Taking his hand, she let him help her up.
He looked briefly at their clasped hands and then at her. His eyes darkened, and she knew that look. It was a look she hadn’t seen in a while, one that made her body clench with a primal need. He smiled and let go of her hand.
“It is kind of scary,” she said as she walked to his car, letting him lock up behind them. Inside the garage he opened the car door for her. He came around and slid easily behind the wheel to drive back to her motel.
He pulled into the dim parking lot and parked. “It is eerily dark. I want to walk you to your room.”
She looked at the shady people hanging around the place. “I am not going to argue with you on that.”
He walked her up the stairs and to her room. She turned. “Thank—”
Before she could finish, his arms slipped around her waist, and he pulled her against him.
At first she was stunned, and then she went with it and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Sorry,” Logan whispered into her ear. “I just think we both need a hug.”
The warmth was nice, the contact even better. Before she knew it, she was crying on his shoulder. He tightened the hug, and she let herself be held.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
The neighbor peeked out at them.
“I think we need to go in.”
She nodded and reluctantly let go to dig out her key card and open the room.
He followed her in, looking around. “The room looks much better on the inside than out.”
She was drying the tears. “It is.”
“You okay?”
“I got the call for the meeting on Wednesday. I was getting out of my car and   noticed my husband was home. I went inside the house, so excited to tell him about the meeting; it was the start of our anniversary vacation. Five years married. I walked into the room, and there he was boinking the pretty neighbor in our bed.” Alisa sat down heavily on the bed.
“I’m sorry.”
She looked down at her hands in her lap. “I lost a hundred and ten pounds for him, we couldn’t have a baby, we—” She took in a deep breath. “I should have ended it a few years ago. There was nothing there anymore. We were stuck. I guess I thought there would be no other.”
Logan sat beside her and put his arm around her. “I think you are pretty, smart, witty, nerdy, and awesome. Anyone would love to have you and would regret losing you.”
She looked at him. “I’m sorry. That hug just made me purge my feelings. Are you okay?”
He looked away from her. “She boinked my so-called best friend as well as strange men even when we were together. I had to get tested. I was terrified. When the results came back okay, I had a small nervous breakdown. Of course Roman would have none of that. I think the trouble started when we talked about her moving to Los Angeles. She wanted me to stay in New York, but my job was here, and her job was there, as well as her estranged husband and her son she sees a couple times a week.” He stopped, regrouping his thoughts.
“There were too many warning signs.” He shook his head. “I have to go. I need to get a little rest before dealing with Roman tomorrow. Good thing we are almost done.”
He walked to the door, and she followed. “Good night,” she said, holding the door.
“One more hug for the road?”
They held each other.
“Alisa,” he whispered.
“I have to go, because at this moment, I want to kiss you.” She let go of him, shocked and nervous.
“Good night. Now lock up. I would be sad if something bad happens to you.”
She nodded and closed the door. She leaned against it. Her heart hammered in her chest. She wondered what it would be like to kiss him and shook her head.
You can’t do this, you silly girl. He is a movie star. What will happen afterwards?
“I go back to my boring life with an overbearing mother, minus a husband” Alisa told herself out loud.  But that didn’t stop the dirty thoughts that spiraled around her head; neither did the shower, nor looking over emails.
Out now!


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