"In a few minutes. I want to give your mom a tour of the house. You wanna play hockey? I bet you can't be me."
Colton sized Kip up. "You're just a goalie. I'm gonna go back down and play my game."
"We'll be down in ten minutes," Mandy said. Colton ran off. "Walking feet inside," Mandy called after him.
Kip pulled her close again. "It was just an excuse to get you alone," he murmured against her lips.
Soft kisses, turned to heated ones. Demanding. Mandy pulled away first. "You better show me your room so I know where to find you if I have a bad dream," she said, coyly.
"Just so you know. I'm not expecting anything, having you here."
"It's been on my mind. I just, I don't know."
He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. "It's okay. We don't have to jam everything into the first month. We have time. I will wait."
Mandy stretched up and kissed him again. "I do want you," she whispered to him. "I just haven't had sex in a very long time."
"Me neither," he replied. "So I have to stop kissing you now. Or I'll try to convince you." He led her down the hall and opened the door to his room. He'd cleaned earlier in the day, in case she wanted to come in.
His bed was a kind sized, sleigh bed. Dark wood. The walk in closet, the bathroom with a jet tub, built for two. He'd sat in there last night, imagining Mandy in there with him, a bottle of wine. Her naked, wet body so close to his.
She oohed over it all appropriately. They went back downstairs and he showed her his kitchen. He'd stocked the fridge for the weekend visit, he usually ate out, keeping a few snack foods in there. This time he'd bought fruit and vegetables, milk, eggs. "I just got snack and breakfast stuff. I don't really cook too much in here."
She was caressing his stainless steel, natural gas stove. "I'll cook for you. Get me the raw materials and I will do whatever you want."
He caught her hand. "Vacation, guest. Relax," he reminded her. "No cooking. We'll go out. Order in."
"Cooking is relaxing. Dishes aren't so much."
"I do have a dishwasher," he murmured, leaning down to kiss her neck.
"My hero," she said, tilting her head to give him better access. He nibbled on her skin until she squealed and pushed him away.