“No worries…I like my hot, highly complimentary boyfriend.” I kiss him on the cheek. “See you later, Jessa.” I make my way to the door.

“Have fun you two,” she says in a sing-song voice, revealing she knows what we will be doing.

“Don’t worry, we will. Keep an eye on my place, will you?” Brady abruptly glances over at Jessa and then back at me. The look between them appears worried, as though they just got caught.

“Your place?” I question.

“You know what I mean.” Brady hesitantly stares back at Jessa and she turns around as though nothing just happened. “Our place. I’m the one who keeps it up, the rest of those guys would live in filth if it wasn’t for me,” he tries to joke, but his laugh sounds forced.

“I always wondered who cleaned that house.” I decide to let whatever just happened go. I don’t want to ruin this weekend.

“Let’s get going, we have a drive ahead of us.” Brady places his hand on the small of back, leading me to the door.

“Well…see you Sunday,” Jessa calls out to us and grabs her phone from the dresser.

Once we get out to his car, which is parked along the sidewalk again with his hazards on, I ask where we are going.

“You brought your passport, right?” he asks.

“Yes, but where are we going?” I inquire again.

“Canada…Niagara Falls to be exact,” he says, smiling up at me as he opens the passenger door.

“Really? I’ve never been,” I exclaim.

Three hours later, we pull up to the border and hand our passports over to the customs agent. She peers down at both of us, examining our pictures. After she asks us a series of questions, she signals Brady to drive ahead and we enter into Canada.

“So, what are we doing now?” I ask.

“Let’s find our hotel and then we can do whatever you want.” He brings my hand up to his mouth, kissing my fingers that are entwined with his.

“I would be happy staying in the hotel for the rest of the night,” I admit.

“Sounds good to me,” he says, glancing over at me. “Sadie, I would be immensely happy sightseeing with you during the day and holding you at night. Anything else…would just be a bonus.”

“I know Brady but…thank you for saying that,” I respond. We pull up to a high-rise hotel in the heart of the city. “This is too nice, Brady.”

“Nothing is too nice when it comes to you.” He parks the car and turns to me. “Listen, Sadie. This weekend is about us, as a couple. I have plans to pamper and spoil you, so just enjoy yourself. Your smiles and laughs are thanks enough,” he says and leans forward, giving me a kiss. “Deal?”

“Alright,” I agree, not wanting his lips off of mine. How is this boy still on the market?

We take the elevator up from the parking garage to the lobby. Brady carries both bags, placing them down by the front desk. The hotel is amazing. Giving Brady his distance as he checks in, I watch tourists venture in and out of the huge lobby. Observing the elaborate sculptures and water fountains, I wonder how a college student can afford this place. A twinge of guilt hits me, hoping he isn’t going into debt for my benefit. As long as Brady is with me, we could stay in a cardboard box in a dark alley for all I care.

A few minutes later, Brady comes up alongside me, bags in hand. “Ready?” he asks and I nod, taking one more look at the elaborate water fountain.

We make our way to the elevators, travel up to our floor, and walk down the hallway. Brady inserts the keycard and I gasp from the doorway. The whole side of the room is lined with windows that overlook the Falls.

“Babe, can we move inside the room?” Brady asks.

“Oh sorry!” I reply, moving out of the way so he can put the bags down.

“I hope this is okay. If you want your own room, I can get you one. Not that I want you to.” He misunderstood why I didn’t walk in right away.

“Are you kidding?” I ask, walking over to him. “This is way more than okay and I don’t want to stay anywhere you aren’t,” I finish, leaning up on my tippy toes to kiss him.

“Whew…glad to hear it,” he says, releasing a big breath. “You scared me when you didn’t want to come in.”

“It’s the view, how amazing…Brady?” I sigh. I know this must have cost way too much.

“Stop it, Sadie. Do you like it?” he asks.

“Of course.”

“That’s all that matters. Now come over here with me and appreciate the view.” He grabs my hand and guides me to the window.

I stand there, leaning my back against Brady, wondering if the people below are as happy as I am. Brady Carsen is the most amazing guy I have ever known and the fact that he accepts my past makes me appreciate him even more. How I got this lucky I have no idea, but I’m not stupid enough to mess it up.

“Come on, let’s get ready for dinner,” he says, pulling me away from the view.

“Alright,” I agree and walk over to my suitcase.

I shower while Brady stretches out on the bed, grabbing the remote. As the hot water streams down my body, I can’t help but wish he was in here with me. Right now, it takes everything in me not to walk out of here and straddle him in bed. As I navigate the razor across my skin, I imagine Brady’s hands there. Everything I know about him makes me believe his touch will be soft. That he will slowly relish my body when the time comes. Finishing in the shower, I step out, willing myself to cool down. I’m unsure how I will get through dinner, let alone anything else Brady has planned but I know he put a lot of thought into this so I would never ruin it.

After rubbing lotion across my whole body with the expectation of Brady’s lips trailing kisses over it tonight, I put one of the robes on that the hotel supplies for their guests. I exit the bathroom and Brady seems ready to hop in after me but stops abruptly. “You are making this really hard, baby,” he says, blatantly appraising my body. “You’re naked under there, aren’t you?”

“Uh-huh,” I respond and bite my bottom lip, giving my best seductive look.

“You’re killing me.”

“You are the one with all the plans,” I joke and turn around to my bag but Brady grabs my wrist and tugs me back to him.

“We will go to dinner, take a walk by the Falls, and then…” he kisses my neck and my hands instantly press against his bare chest. “I’m going to unzip your dress, slowly pulling it off each shoulder, trailing kisses down your body. I will unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Then I will guide your panties down and watch you step out of them one leg at a time, disposing them on the floor. I will splay your body on this bed and slowly make my way up to you, nibbling, licking, and kissing every area of your body until I capture your mouth. I promise you, I will devour your body, savoring every inch. It will be slow and gentle the first time but after that I won’t be able to control myself anymore. I promise you, Sadie, I will fuck you until your voice is hoarse from screaming my name.” He kisses my cheek and turns around to the bathroom and I almost pass out from the heat surging through my body.

Once I hear the shower turn on, I lay down on the bed, trying to control my rapid breaths. The anticipation of tonight just got knocked up about twenty notches. After what Brady just said to me, I have no doubt he will satisfy me. I just hope I’m enough for him.

Brady gets out of the shower a few minutes later, wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. The room starts to feel small, as though it is closing in on me. His body is nothing short of incredible. Beads of water have fallen from his wet hair onto his chest and back and all I want to do is lick off each drop. I’m positioned in the chair in front of the vanity, applying my make-up while sneaking glances Brady’s way. At one point, our eyes meet in the mirror and he smirks at me, catching me gawking. This dinner is starting to sound more like torture than enjoyment.

Thankfully, Brady grabs some clothes out of his bag and ventures back into the bathroom. When he emerges, my breath stops and I’m sure my eyes are bugged out of my head. He has on dark charcoal slacks and a crisp white button-down with the top two buttons undone. His dark hair is gelled forward a bit, replacing his rock look with a cover model for GQ magazine.