Natural Attraction

I pulled into the hotel I had reservations and checked into my room. I am a creature of habit and always stay in the same one when I see my sister. I decided to relax and showered as soon as I got to the room. I heard my room phone ring and the front desk said I received an award as I had stayed there before, and they were moving me to a nicer suite. I argued and said, “I appreciate it but I already showered and dirtied up the bathroom, I will just stay.” They said “No we insist.” We will be up shortly to give you your new room key and move your luggage.” I thought who am I to argue with a better room, but so odd. I do stay in this hotel every time I visit my family but it’s only once a year. In a few minutes, there was a knock at my door and three staff members were there to move me to my new suite. I got embarrassed because I didn’t need help moving and didn’t really need a better room. They grabbed all of my things and moved me one floor up to a two room suite with a stunning water feature with a view and a deck with beautiful flowers. I went to tip the hotel workers and they refused any tip so for the youngest one there as she walked out I said “Excuse me” and bent over and put it in her shoe. This was a trick my husband would do when people would refuse tips. Watching them walk out with money in their shoes was kind of funny and we got a kick out of it. The young girl giggled and then almost limped out of the room. I settled into the room and decided I would go and work out. Since Grant died, I can’t relax and try to stay moving or busy, which often results in me overworking. In part, I did this to not deal with my feelings but they would surface anyway. Now I needed to sort out my thoughts about Lucian. He was all I could think about. I got on my work out clothes and headed to the workout room downstairs. They had a small one and it was located behind the pool in a separate area, and it never had people in it. I loved this room because it was like it was just my size. I decided to lift a few weights and then jog on the treadmill. I don’t normally run but exercise and sweat clear my mind.

After my average of five miles, sweating, I wiped my face and neck off with a towel and grabbed my stuff to go back up to my room. I got back to my room and jumped back into the shower. The bathroom had flower petals in the bathtub, and it was amazing. It really was much nicer than the room I booked for myself.

Lucian’s POV

One of my boys couldn’t drive our cars across the states and we needed to get them to their destination to our friends on the Illinois and Indiana line. I offered to drive the load and wanted to try out the new trucks I bought for the company. One of my grandsons and one of my nephew’s went with me for the ride but sat in the back talking and sleeping. My wife Andrea died several years ago, in an accident involving one of my sons. Our baby son was only three years old and while we visited a cave on our friend’s property, a cave-in happened and my wife pushed my son under a ledge to shield him and a large boulder crushed her. I heard my sons cries and couldn’t get to my wife quick enough. I took on raising my four sons and building my company and our community prospered as well. A woman named Gin who worked for my company was a woman of all trades and she often did the work no one wanted to do. She helped me get through this time and helped me set up several lucrative functions in my company. Andrea liked Gin because she was loyal and was very protective of our family. Gin was a short and stringy woman, not pretty nor attractive but she is just always there. We had a short affair in a weak moment of my life, but I instantly regretted getting intimate with her for some desperate blow jobs. I’m sure she thought it was a way into the company but for me it was a big mistake. She remained at the company but only because of her work involved and she was very loyal.

As I was driving the rig, I noticed a family van behind me. I could see this stunning woman, her white streaks in her hair shined and skin looked almost just as white. She was stuck behind me, and I just could catch glimpses of her. I saw this old beater truck swerve through traffic, and I knew she needed to get out of his way. She pulled a ballsy move and pulled out to get away from him and he ran into her bumper. We were not going fast but I could’ve ripped out his throat right there. I motioned her to move in front of me and he bumped her again. I asked my son to get his license plate. She was able to get her vehicle under control quickly and then as traffic slowed down we were able to stop. I couldn’t believe the opportunity. She got out of her van and was the most demure, sexy woman I have ever seen. She popped open her trunk and I jumped out of my truck to go to her. I immediately saw her necklace on her alabaster skin. It was a unique emblem and I could see it was a man’s and women’s ring meshed together to form a heart. I knew her husband was dead. She repeatedly felt her left ring finger where her ring had been while talking to me. The indent on her ring finger from years of wearing a ring showed a long marriage. She would also touch her necklace nervously.

She had tools, shovels, and a weed eater in her van but there was a lot of evidence of children as well. Candy wrappers, hair ties, and a comic book. I could tell immediately she was attracted to me, as I was her. I caught a whiff of her scent, and she smelled sweet and delicious. I instantly felt protective of her and wanted to know more about her. I have a lot of women hit on me through the years, but no one is desirable to me. This woman I could see as my mate. I checked out the back of her van and it didn’t look like any damage, but her tire was low and I told her. She introduced herself as Karina and maiden name Adalwolf. I know that name, that is an old family but long gone. I must know more about her, and I wonder what she knows of her family. She was flustered and when she tripped and fell backwards I caught her, and her body melted into my arms as I lifted her up. I don’t want to fuck this up. She didn’t seem to reject me, but I did embarrass her. I couldn’t help but stare at her necklace and the emblem. I could easily find out whatever I needed, but I want her to tell me about herself. Would she entertain the thought of getting to know me? God, we have lightening between us, I know she feels it. I can’t stop reaching out to touch her. Here we are right on the side of the highway surely this was fate for this to happen. She quickly noticed I was looking at her necklace and immediately clammed up and left. If she only knew, I know that pain.