Epilogue

Two Months Later

Marnie smoothed down her skirt before entering the restaurant. She had no idea why nerves were attacking her. No doubt because of the talk she wanted to have with Reece. The hostess smiled at her.

"Welcome," she said warmly.

"Hi, I'm meeting someone. His name is Reece Remington."

"Oh, yes," she said. "Please follow me."

The swank ambiance wrapped around her as they threaded their way through the interior. Deep-green and burgundy accents softened the industrial aesthetic. Small table lamps lent a soft glow. In the center stood a floor-to-ceiling wine-racking system, so tall that the person on the inside used a lift to reach the bottles at the top.

As she approached the table where Reece waited, he stood to greet her and gave her a kiss on her cheek as he held her chair out.

"You look beautiful," he said.

She looked him over, admiring how his suit molded to his shoulders. The material molded to his bulging biceps. "So do you," she murmured.

He smiled and sat down across from her. "How did the interview go? Are we celebrating?"

Excitement flowed through her. After Reece had rescued her from Dan, she'd taken a hard look at her life. She ended up talking with Rebecca and her sister agreed to help pay for their mother's care. She'd also decided to quit the boring data entry and medical billing jobs she disliked to take a fresher course on her business management degree.

"You are looking at the newly employed assistant manager of The Seaplane."

A wide smile spread across his mouth. "Congratulations, babe. Although, I had no doubt you'd get it."

"No doubt, huh?"

"Yeah. Because you're incredibly smart. Fearless. You have a lot of sass…"

"Don't you forget it, mister."

He chuckled. "It's definitely time for wine now."

Happiness flooded her and she held out her hand to him. Surprise lit his eyes and he took hold, curling his fingers around hers.

"Reece," she started softly. "We started out a little rocky, but I like this. I like dating you."

He ran his thumb over the soft spot between her thumb and index finger. "Same."

"I was thinking we could make it official."

"Yeah? I'd like that."

He crooked a finger from his other hand, telling her to come closer. She leaned over the table and he did the same. Their lips met and clung together. Excitement raced along her nerves and anticipation caused her panties to become damp. She was always in a near constant state of arousal around him.

"So, boyfriend?" she asked.

"I wish there was a more grown-up word, but yeah. You mean a lot to me, Marnie, and I think we're heading toward something life-changing."

"Happy?"

"Thrilled. Delighted. Aroused. There are too many adjectives."

She looked around the restaurant. It wasn't at full capacity yet. "Wanna go to the bathroom for a quickie?"

His eyebrows shot upward. "Seriously?"

For an answer, she rose, sat her napkin down, and headed toward the back of the restaurant where the restrooms were located. She hadn't gotten too far when he wrapped his arms around her and pushed her into the men's room. He locked the door and spun her around. Their mouths crashed together as the passion between them ignited. Knowing they were in public, with a very limited amount of time, spurred them. He pulled her into him, her back to his front, and his hands snuck up her dress. Sliding his fingers under her panties, he slid them along her slit. She moaned, wanting him to do more. To take her. Fuck her as she came all over his cock.

He brushed her clit, and she pushed her ass into his groin. His stiff cock tented his pants and leaned harder into her. She was already wet, her pussy practically dripping in anticipation.

"Now," she panted. "Fuck me."

"This is going to be quick."

"That's the definition of a quickie, Boyfriend."

"You're absolutely right, Girlfriend."

He withdrew his fingers to fumble in his back pocket. From his wallet he pulled out a condom. A leather billfold fell to the floor but he didn't retrieve it. Marnie heard the crinkle of the foil packet and a moment later, he directed her to hold onto the sink as he flipped her skirt up and moved her panties to the side.

Right before he claimed her, he pushed a finger inside her and curled it a little to find her sweet spot. She moaned and wiggled her butt, a silent urging for him to take her. Then he withdrew his finger, replaced it with his cock, and slammed deep inside.

They both groaned together. He held still for a moment, letting them both adjust. Then he pulled back and thrust again. Each time going a little harder. A little deeper. The slap of his hips against her ass reverberated through the room. One hand held her hip while the other slid around to touch her clit, pressing against the small bundle of nerves.

In no time, Marnie felt her orgasm rising. Over and over, he pounded into her, and despite him working her clit, she needed something more. A little pain to balance the pleasure. She reached up to grab her tit, finding her nipple and twisting it. She immediately splintered apart, her pussy clamping down on the thick cock plowing into her body. Stars exploded behind her closed eyelids as she fell into bliss.

"Jesus! Fuck!" he cried as he thrust one more time and held still. Her sensitive channel felt him swell and then pulse his release into the condom. After a moment, he leaned his forehead against her back, panting heavily as he tried to regain control of his breathing.

Just then, a noise on the door had them jumping and he pulled out of her. Marnie readjusted her panties and let her skirt fall as he fumbled with the spent condom before stuffing it into the trash. A moment later he was once more presentable.

He blew out a breath and met her gaze. A grin spread over his face and she felt one of her own in conspiracy. The doorknob jiggled again and Reece held up a finger over his lips.

"I'll distract the guy and you slip past them," he said in a low voice.

She nodded and waited as he unlocked the door and slid out. Marnie heard Reece talking and a moment later peeked around the open door to see he had the man's back to her. She snuck out, stepping lightly until she ended up back at their table. He joined her after a moment, and they laughed. This time, it was he who held out his hand and she placed her own into his.

"Boyfriend, huh?"

She raised an eyebrow. "No?"

"Oh, yes. And soon, we're going to be more than boyfriend and girlfriend."

She grinned. "I can't wait."

The End