Just One Week (Just One Song) by Stacey Lynn Page A

escapes before I can fight it back. Why is this so terrifying to me?
    It’s the only thought I have as Chase continues to move against me, the fire inside my body ready to explode and his movements become slightly shorter and harsher. I gasp and moan and move my hands to his hair, my legs instinctively wrap around him, holding him to me. The entire time he’s whispering against my skin.
    I yell out his name as I finally come, exploding while my tears run shamelessly down my face. Chase follows me quickly after, his muscular frame shaking against me. He quickly rolls off me, pulling me against him, our bodies still connected.
    “Don’t cry babe, I’m so sorry,” he says quietly and kisses away every tear on my cheek. My mouth tastes full of salt and I finally close my eyes, trying to stop the tears.
    His hand brushes my hair away from my face and I turn into my pillow hiding myself from him. “Did I hurt you?”
    I exhale loudly, finally starting to find my breath again, and shake my head.
    “Talk to me.”
    I take another deep breath and open my eyes. He’s inches from me and he’s waiting patiently for me to explain. Except I can’t because I have no idea what just happened.
    “I’m scared.” I’m scared of so many things, but my feelings for Chase are definitely at the top of the list.
    He kisses my lips softly and holds me tighter.
    And just as I’m drifting off to sleep, the darkness pressing down on me, I swear I hear him mutter the three words that should send me running back to New York as fast I can in the light of day.
     

     
    I wake up to feeling the bed shifting as Chase places his weight on it, just inches from my slightly exposed and naked hip. His warm, large hand rests gently on my lower back before it slowly begins moving in circles up and down the skin on my back. I suck my lips in between my teeth and bite down painfully to suppress the urge to moan, or shift beneath him.
    It feels so good.
    “Wake up and come with me.” His breath sends shivers straight to my toes.
    “I already did that once or twice.”
    He smacks my ass playfully. “Not what I meant, but I can make it happen later.”
    Rolling over, I look out the window and then moan, squinting one eye open at Chase. He still has that sleepy look in his eyes that tells me he just woke up. Why does he look so happy?
    “What time is it? The sun’s not up yet.”
    “No, but it’s going to be. Come watch the sunrise with me.”
    He’s got to be kidding me. I groan again and roll over, burying my head into the pillow that feels like heaven. I’ve never seen a sunrise in my life unless the sun is coming up before I’ve gone to bed at night, and that was in college. He’s insane if he thinks I’m getting out bed for this.
    Before I can get too comfortable again, Chase’s strong hands are on my waist, lifting me up and into his arms. He’s cradling me with one arm around my back and another under my knees. My head buries into his naked chest and my eyes close again.
    “Not awake yet,” I mumble, brushing my lips against his skin as I speak. Feeling his warmth and slowly inhaling his sleepy, sexy scent makes me want to lick his skin. So I do. This could possibly be the best wake-up call of my entire life.
    Chase tenses for a second as my tongue slowly darts in and out of my mouth, briefly licking the area around his nipple and I smile against him as it hardens.
    “Keep it up, Mia. I dare you.” His voice rumbles with need and lust. I love that I’m the one that can make this strong man sound so desperate for me.
    “You should know by now that Nic is the only one stupid enough to take on a dare.” I hear his laughter close to my ear and feel it rumble against my cheek.
    God he’s so sexy. It makes me wish I could be the woman he needs forever because it’s going to kill me to let him go.
    Suddenly, I’m plopped down into a pool of steaming water and my eyes fly open as bubbly water splashes all over my face and in my