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I arrived at the Airport early Sunday morning and quickly made it through TSA. I was looking forward to my first engineering conference. I had been with my firm for about three years, but this was the first opportunity they had given me to attend a conference. I walked up to my gate to find Thomas sitting at the gate already, looking fine as hell in a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. "Hey Jess, I grabbed you a coffee," Thomas said as I walked towards him. I smiled and then remembered that I was wearing my comfy clothes and must have looked awful.
"Thanks for the coffee; you know me too well," I said to Thomas while looking around. "Is Katie off getting something?" Thomas looked at me and said, "Oh, Katie and I broke up about 8 weeks ago; I just didn't mention it in the office since I didn't think you even liked her." He wasn't wrong. I had heard many stories from Thomas over the past year about how she treated him and thought he deserved better. "I may not have liked her, but I'm sorry it happened. I honestly think you deserved someone better."
Thomas and I sat and chatted about the upcoming conference before our flight. As we spoke, I noticed a change in the air between us. We often flirted in the office, but I always kept my distance since Thomas was dating Katie. My mind frequently wandered when I thought about Thomas because he was so handsome and fit. And now that I knew he was single, my body was craving him.
As we walked towards the plane for boarding, Thomas grabbed my suitcase and ushered me along by placing his hand on the small of my back. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through my body as soon as he touched me. Holy crap, I wanted this man more than I knew. I had just been repressing my feelings. But I also knew I couldn't get involved with Thomas, as I knew he was one of the partners at the firm, and it would probably be crossing a line.
Once on the plane, we settled into our seats and continued our conversations, which included more flirting and Thomas ordering me several drinks. Our flight was only about 3 hours, so I felt the effects of the drinks when we landed in San Diego. Thankfully, I hadn't said anything inappropriate on the flight and wouldn't be driving to the hotel. Thomas gathered our luggage and headed to the rental car center to pick up our rental car.
Thomas drove us to our hotel, part of the historic Hotel del Coronado. I had only seen pictures of this place, but it was a dream to stay there finally. I patiently waited in line with Thomas to get checked into our rooms. Thomas checked into his suite just ahead of me. He stuck around with me while I checked into my room. "Ma'am, I don't see a reservation under your name. Do you have the confirmation number," asked the clerk at the front desk. I quickly pulled up my email and gave my confirmation number. "Oh, that's interesting; someone canceled your reservation two weeks ago. I can see if I can get you into one of the other properties' locations, but currently, all The View rooms are full."
Thomas said, "Jess, I have a suite you can share. You don't want to be on the other side of the resort." I looked at Thomas and said, "If you're sure, I don't want to be a bother." "Jess, I insist you stay with me; there is plenty of room." I kindly let the clerk know I wouldn't need him to look for another room; I'll just stay with my co-worker.
Thomas escorted me to our suite, which was situated on the top floor with a large living area, a king-size bedroom off to one side, and an amazing bathroom. "I see how you are looking at the bathtub. Would you like to take a bath and get freshened up before heading downstairs to check the area out?" Thomas asked me. "Oh, I would absolutely love that. I'll just set my bag out in the living room and gather my things," I said.
"Are you kidding me? We are adults and can manage to share a king-size bed and the drawers and closet space here, " Thomas smiled at me. "I feel so bad for doing that, but I will since you insist."
After putting up all my clothes and gathering my bathroom items, I took a relaxing bath. Thomas sent me a quick text message while I was
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