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married now,” she said with a grin, “so I guess we don’t have to worry
about it anymore.”
    “I
guess not.”
    They
held gazes for a minute, before they looked away. The look was confusing
somehow. She wasn’t sure what to make of it.
    Since
they were done with their food, Lydia stood up. “It’s a great view, but it’s a
little chilly out here, so I guess I’ll head inside.”
    “Sounds
good.”
    Deciding
some alone time would be nice, she went to her room to take a bath.
    The
tub was a huge and jetted, and she had a very nice, relaxing soak. Afterwards,
she put on lounge pants and a long belted sweater, since it was comfortable but
still looked like real clothes. She assumed Gabe was still up, and she didn’t
want to go out in her pajamas.
    Gabe
must have showered too because he wore black pajama pants and a white t-shirt.
He was standing next to a room service tray on which was a bucket of chilled
champagne.
    He
glanced back at her as she approached. “They sent it up to us,” he said, “because
they realized it was our honeymoon.”
    “Oh.”
She came over to stand beside him, staring at the bottle and crystal flutes. “I
guess there’s no sense in letting it go to waste.”
    “Definitely
not.” He smiled at her as he started to uncork the bottle. “How was your bath?”
    “Nice.
It’s a fantastic tub. This is all so nice.”
    “Good.
I’m glad you like it.” His eyes were resting on her face, and she had no idea
what the expression meant.
    She
felt strangely shy as she accepted a glass of champagne and sipped it.  Gabe
somehow looked even more attractive than he had earlier in his wedding suit.
Now, he looked relaxed, slightly rumbled, domestic.
    Like
there was nothing more than a thin layer of fabric keeping her from his body.
    She
suddenly wanted to touch his body.
    She
had no idea what was going on with her, since she hadn’t been inordinately
troubled in that way in the past. But now she was actually having to stop
herself from reaching out to stroke her hands over his chest.
    “What
are you thinking?” he asked, sipping his own glass. They were both still
standing near the cart.
    There
was no way in hell she was going to tell him what she was thinking. “Nothing.
Just that it’s a little strange. To be married, I mean.”
    “I
know.” He gave her that small, whimsical smile she liked. “But I think we’ll
get used to it.”
    “Yeah.
I’m sure we will. Did you call to check on Ellie?”
    “She’s
doing fine. They took her out for pizza for dinner, so that made her happy.”
    “Good.”
She couldn’t help but notice the dark stubble on his jaw. She couldn’t help but
wonder how it would feel against her palm. Her eyes drifted down to his lean
hips and strong thighs.
    She
wondered if it ever crossed his mind to be aroused by her. She wasn’t any sort
of beauty queen, but she wasn’t bad looking. Surely she was capable of turning
a man on.
    Not
that she’d ever tried.
    They
were married. This was their wedding night. There was really no reason why they
shouldn’t have sex.
    He’d
said it was a standing offer.
    She
could just ask for it.
    She
opened her mouth but no sound came out. The words got stuck in her throat.
    She
was used to saying exactly what she thought, but there was absolutely no way
she could bring herself to ask Gabe for sex.
    “Well,
I think I’m going to try to get some work done,” he said, topping off his
glass.
    “Work?
Seriously?”
    “Yeah.
I can’t call or email anyone, since they would think it was strange on my
wedding night, but I’ve got other work I can do. Just let me know if you need
anything.”
    She
stared at him as he walked across the living area and into his bedroom. He
closed the door behind him.
    She
sighed, slumping down slightly.
    What
had she expected? They’d agreed they wouldn’t have sex. She could hardly expect
him to make a move on her anyway.
    Well,
some men might have, but not Gabe. He really was a