Weekend With Her Bachelor (Bachelor Auction Returns Book 4) by Jeannie Moon Page B

ring, to donate some money, and to have a fun date for the wedding.
    She’d accomplished all those goals.
    That should have been enough.
    It never would be.

Chapter Eight
    G avin woke to Ally’s voice coming from the bedroom. He’d spent a restless night on the couch, trying to get comfortable in a space that was not made for someone his size. Ally was right on that point; he was too big.
    Unlike her conversation with the French maître d’, Ally’s voice was calm and relaxed. She was discussing a morning-after breakfast for the wedding guests, and all the talk about food was making him hungry. Sitting up, he glanced around for his hoodie and threw it on before walking to the front door.
    He could feel the chill in the air before he even stepped outside. It was a typical spring morning in the mountains. Not quite freezing, the air would warm as the day went on. It was almost May, and it looked like the bride and groom would get terrific weather for their wedding.
    In the crisp morning, delicious aromas from the lodge carried on the air, and Gavin’s stomach really started to yell when he smelled breakfast. He couldn’t wait anymore. It was time to grab Ally and head to the lodge. They had a long day ahead and both of them needed to eat.
    Poking his head into the bedroom, he didn’t think he’d ever seen a prettier woman in the morning. Ally was sitting up in bed, covers to her waist, going over her planner. The room was bathed in morning sunlight, and the entire space glowed from it. All he could see she was wearing was a soft pink T-shirt which outlined every curve, and her hair was pulled into a messy ponytail. She wore no makeup, and a pair of glasses were perched on her nose. Every nerve ending fired when he looked at her.
    Something must have broken her concentration, because she looked up, flashing a brilliant smile when she saw him. “Morning. How did you sleep?”
    “It could have been better,” he said entering the room. “How about you?”
    “Okay. I never sleep well in strange beds.”
    If he hadn’t been an idiot about sharing the bed, they both might have slept better. “Do you want to get some breakfast?”
    “Sure. I showered last night, so why don’t you use the bathroom while I get dressed.”
    If she was bothered about their conversation yesterday, she didn’t show it, but Ally was always good at hiding her feelings. A problem, in his mind. She shouldn’t have to hide that big heart from anyone. Especially him.
    “Okay. Let me get my clothes.”
    Ally tossed back the covers and he saw her T-shirt was the only thing she was wearing. It hit at mid-thigh, showing off her long, shapely legs. Gavin wondered what the hell was wrong with him that he hadn’t slept with this woman. Why hadn’t he chased her down years ago, and struggled to make things work?
    She stood and stretched her arms over her head, causing her T-shirt to ride up, stopping just before the Promised Land. Ally was either oblivious to him, or she was torturing him deliberately. Either way he was in trouble.
    And his dick got hard the minute she stepped into his space.
    “Are you all right?” she wondered. “You look, I don’t know, annoyed.”
    “I’m not annoyed.”
    “No?” She stretched up and kissed him on the cheek. “Okay. Go get ready. Now that you mentioned breakfast, I’m hungry.”
    “Right.” Grabbing his underwear and jeans, he headed into the shower. It was going to be a cold one.
    *
    Ally heard the shower go off and thought about Gavin, dripping wet just beyond the door. Her body responded just thinking about him. Last night before they went to sleep, she’d seen him with his shirt off, top button of his jeans popped, muscles defined… she could barely breathe. He was gorgeous, and sadly, her mother wasn’t wrong. She really needed to get laid.
    That the only person she wanted to be with wasn’t sure he wanted her was a problem. Looking around the dresser, she couldn’t find her mascara, and