I held her close, my arms wrapped around her waist. My mind was already doing math I didn't want it to do. We'd burned maybe ninety minutes in here. The sanctum could hold for forty-five, which meant this was real time in a real hotel room, which meant we'd definitely disturbed the neighbors.
Worth it.
Naomi pulled back to look at me, her pink eyes soft and satisfied. "Thank you."
"For what?"
"For making me feel like this matters." She touched my face, her thumb brushing my cheekbone. "Like I matter."
My chest did something uncomfortable. I kissed her instead of trying to find words for whatever the hell was happening in my rib cage.
Belle stood on shaky legs and headed toward the bathroom. "I'm showering. You two can keep being disgustingly sweet, but do it quietly. Some of us need to recover."
The bathroom door closed behind her, and I heard the shower start running. Naomi settled more comfortably against me, her body warm and relaxed.
