Cabin Glow: A New Adult and College Romance (The Billionaire Romance Redemption Series Book 3) by Bella Love-Wins

eyes began to water. He felt himself falling into some new place, some better place.
    As he withdrew and entered Abby a second time, his lips parted and he spoke without thinking.
    “I love—” He stopped mid-sentence. Did I mean it ? He slid into her again, his knees weakening and his heart leaping. Yes. He meant it.
    He pulled apart from her and helped her up from her stomach. He had her sit on the edge the counter and moved between her legs. He had to tell her face to face; eye to eye.
    “I love you, Abby.”
    She pressed her forehead to his. “Andrew, I love you, too.”
    A hush fell over them. The only sounds were the hum of the aircraft. He was ready to give her everything, and committed then—he would set about to show her just how much he loved her.

Chapter Eleven
    ABBY looked out from Andrew’s private jet when it landed in Reno. They were on schedule. The weather was mild. The sky was clear. They disembarked and were driven to the chopper waiting to fly them to the cottage. She was lightheaded. Probably from the wine. Or maybe she was on an emotional high—Andrew had told her he loved her, and she had said it back to him. And she meant it.
    The route to his cottage seemed somewhat familiar, but from their bird’s eye view, everything was a little different. For one, there was no need to navigate the mountainous roadway. Also, the ride took mere minutes. It was a timely reminder that under normal conditions, they really weren’t too far apart.
    When she saw his cottage from the air, it took her breath away. The place was not just Andrew’s home; it was their refuge from certain death that night, and would always have special significance for Abby, and probably her friends too. It was also the place where her powerful connection to Andrew was forged.
    They landed safely on the helipad and Andrew helped her off the chopper.
    “Ready for a relaxing long weekend?” he asked as they walked up the front steps together.
    “Definitely.”
    She noticed the Persian rug wasn’t in the hallway, when they walked in. “I would have offered to help clean up, but it looks like your housekeeper made it here already.”
    “Yes. She has a key. She was probably here yesterday.”
    “Okay.”
    Andrew carried her bags through the main hallway. He stopped at her guest room. “So. First question. Would you like to stay in the guest room, or do you prefer…to stay with me in my room? It’s totally up to you, if you need space, or don’t want to hear me snore or anything…”
    Abby thought about it. Having her own room had perks, but so did staying with him. “What do you prefer?”
    He turned and wrapped his arms around her waist, looking down at her. “Stay with me, of course. If you’d like, use the guest room to put your things. How is that?”
    She popped up on her tiptoes and kissed his lips. “Sure. Your room. If I need extra space, I’ll use the guestroom.” She was going to end up in his bed a lot anyway, or he would be in hers. There was no point fooling herself with feigned decorum.
    “Great,” he said, picking up her bags and carrying them to his room. “This section of the closet has lots of room, and those five drawers are empty. Will that be enough?”
    “Yes. It’ll be plenty. I only brought the one piece of luggage. That other bag has my laptop and school stuff. Actually, where can I set up my laptop?”
    “The library will be perfect. I’ll show you. Would you like a tour of the house? You may not have gotten very far when you were here last.”
    “That would be nice,” she agreed, smiling. “That way I won’t get lost at every turn. Here, I’ll bring that bag with me.”
    “I’ve got it.”
    “You know, I’m all better now.” She flexed her biceps. “See these guns? I’m strong. You don’t have to carry my bags for me.”
    “Okay you carry the bag, and I’ll carry you,” he joked.
    She rolled her eyes and laughed. “Alright. Go ahead. Spoil me. Carry the bag.”
    “Good.