I stand up, never taking my eyes off of him. “I’m happy you kept these,” I admit, pulling on one of his black leather bracelets.

“Really?” he asks, surprised.

“Yes, I love them. Don’t get me wrong, this look makes naughty things come to mind,” I say, slowly looking him up and down, “but I will always be partial to you in jeans and a t-shirt.” I give him a brief kiss on his lips before I grab my dress and go in the bathroom.

“You surprise me, Sadie Miller,” Brady calls out before I shut the door.

A half-hour later, I’m finally ready to leave the safe haven of the bathroom. My hair is curled in big ringlets that flow past my shoulders. I’m wearing a black cocktail dress, another request by Brady. The dress is tighter than the red one I wore on our first date, leaving one shoulder bare. It fits snug around each curve of my body, ending a few inches above my knee. I smile as I examine myself in the mirror because a few years ago I would have never been able to pull this look off.

Being away from Brady has calmed my desire a bit, but I know when I open that door and see the blaze in his eyes when he sees me in this dress, it will be back full force.

Exiting the bathroom, Brady stands up from the chair and walks to me. “God Sadie, you always surpass my imagination,” he compliments.

“Thank you,” I say shyly, looking down.

He kisses my lips and slowly enters his tongue in my mouth before pulling away. “This is going to be the hardest night of my life…at least until we come back here,” he says with a wink.

“We don’t have to go, you know,” I suggest. I would rather stay in and see what luxurious things he has planned for my body.

“As much as this might kill me, we have to go out.” He holds out his arm for me to take, escorting me out of the room.

Chapter 15

Luckily, we don’t go far for dinner…only up ten floors. The restaurant is located on the top floor of the hotel overlooking the Falls. Since it is nighttime, an array of colored lights illuminate the water cascading over the edge.

“Good evening,” a cute redhead greets us at the podium.

“Hello. Carsen,” Brady informs her of our reservation.

“Party of two?” she asks and noticeably admires him.

“Yes,” Brady confirms and draws me closer to him. I love the way he lets others know I’m with him.

“Follow me,” she says. Her voice suddenly becomes curt.

Brady and I follow her to a table along the windows. He pulls my chair back and pushes it to the table before folding himself in his own chair. He sits, leaning back in his chair while he peruses the menu.

Our waiter comes over and I’m thankful it’s a man. I don’t want to share Brady with any other women tonight. His name is Jonathan, and he’s an attractive older man with gray in his hairline. Brady orders a bottle of wine and I’m surprised he not only orders alcohol, but picks a specific wine without ever looking at the list.

“Brady Carsen, who are you?” I ask, smiling over my menu.

“Your white knight, with an edge,” he jokes.

“I can’t help but think there is a lot more I need to find out about you,” I admit.

“You know the true me…that’s all that matters.” He suddenly becomes distant and stares out the window.

“Did I say something wrong?” I feel as though I hit a nerve with him. His eyes now veer anywhere but me.

“No, of course not, Sadie.” His incredible smile comes alive again like nothing just happened. I have a decision to make, whether to put my foot down and demand answers or let it go and enjoy the evening. I decide on the latter.

“This is way too nice, Brady. We could have gone anywhere and I would have been happy.” I honestly mean it.

“Then I wouldn’t have been able to see you in that dress,” he confesses, peering down at my chest and then back up to my eyes.

“And I wouldn’t have been able to see you pull off the GQ look,” I say and grin back. “In all seriousness though, this is all…too much,” I declare.

“Do you think I did this because I think you expect this treatment?” He stares into my eyes.

“Uh-huh.” I peek through my eyelashes, embarrassed.

“Sadie, I did this because you deserve this, that’s all. I booked the suite and dinner reservations because I want you to always remember our first time together. The reason for this trip was because the thought of having you all to myself for the whole weekend was too tempting to pass up. So, truth be told, I’m a selfish bastard,” he laughs.

“Thank you, Brady,” I say with genuine appreciation.

“You are welcome. Now…end of conversation.”

The rest of the dinner we admire the view, eat our dinner, and drink our wine, although I think I drank more than Brady. He maybe had a half a glass. It seems like a waste of money, since the bottle is practically full.

After dinner, Brady steers me by the small of my back to the elevator and presses the lobby button. We stroll by the Falls hand in hand until we finally rest along the railing. Brady wraps his arms around my stomach and pulls me closer as we watch the water descend over the edge of the enormous oval.

Feeling Brady’s breath on my neck brings goose bumps across my body. His tight hold of my body pressed against his hard one takes everything I have not to take him right here. As though he can hear my thoughts, he kisses my neck and moves his lips behind my ear before he whispers, “I can’t hold off any longer baby, let’s go.”

His hand moves down and entwines our fingers, guiding me away from the massive waterfall. Our steps seem almost frantic, the hotel so far away. Brady glances over at me a few times, his eyes overflowing with pure lust. I wonder if it will even be possible for us to go slow at this point. I get my answer when the elevator doors close and we are alone in the small space.

Brady pushes me against the wall while his lips dive to my neck and his hands roam my body. He slowly places them on the back of my thighs and I instinctively wrap my legs around him. His body is warm but the tips of his fingers and nose are a little chilled from the cold Canadian temperature. When his cold nose hit my neck, shivers shoot through my body but I don’t want him to pull away.

“I don’t know if I can keep my promise, baby. It’s incredibly hard not to press that stop button and take you right here,” Brady says breathlessly as his lips envelop my earlobe, biting slightly.

“Do it, Brady…take me here…now,” I beg. I want nothing more than him inside of me.

“No…I will at least get you to our room because once I get you naked, I don’t plan on seeing you covered up for a while.” Like magic, the doors open to our floor and Brady carries me to our room, never letting me down. With my legs wrapped around him, I lick and bite softly across his neck. With every nibble, he groans and grasps me harder. I know I’m making it harder on him and I’m not sure which one of us wants this more.

We reach the door and I have no idea if anyone saw us, not that I care. Brady opens the door and kicks it shut with his foot. The door bangs hard when it slams shut. “Whoops,” Brady says and we both laugh before he tosses me on the bed.

Then our eyes meet and the room is silent. He slowly takes off his jacket and places it on the chair behind him. Brady stares down at me and the way his eyes take me in almost undoes me. He crawls his way up to me and takes my hand, bringing me back up. “Sorry, I got a little out of hand there,” he apologizes.

“No need to apologize,” I say and swing my leg over his lap, straddling him. I take his earlobe in my mouth and twirl it around with my tongue. His hands mindlessly squeeze and rub my ass. The bulge in his pants is evident as he pulls me closer and small moans escape my mouth.

His hands roam up my back and carefully unzip my dress. Taking the strap down, he kisses my collarbone and down to my shoulder as I pull my arm out. Brady is bound and determined to take his time and I want nothing more than to relax and enjoy this ride with him.