Sex? Did she really just say sex? Josh was completely speechless.
"Oh," he finally said, unable to come up with anything else.
Andy hid her face in her hands.
"Oh God. I'm sorry, I thought you'd want to." Her words were tumbling out of her mouth faster than she could think of them. She wasn't sure if she had ever been so embarrassed before in her life. "I completely understand that you don't. I mean…"
Josh took her wrist and lowered her hands from her face. She stopped rambling.
"Trust me, I want to," he assured her. She breathed a sigh of relief.
"Oh," she replied quietly. "Then what…"
"I just didn't think…" he didn't know how to finish his sentence. "I didn't want to pressure you."
Andy began to play with her fingers. It was a nervous habit that she had been trying to stop, but she just hadn't been able to.
"I just…I've been thinking about it a lot lately…"
"A lot, huh?" He teased. "How much is a lot?"
"Trust me, not as much as you've probably been thinking about it."
"I don't think about sex all the time, you know," he retorted. "Just…a lot of the time."
She shook her head. "Anyway I keep thinking that I of all people know that life is short. It can change in an instant and I…" she could feel the tears coming. "I know that I love you and that you love me and I want to do this. I want to share that love with you. I want to know what it feels like to be totally and completely connected to someone."
"So is this really what you've been planning all along?"
"It crossed my mind once or twice."
"And Lori was in on in the whole time?" He cringed thinking about his sister knowing about the details of his sex life, or lack there of.
"Trust me, she had the same disgusted reaction as you did." She laughed and took a step closer to her. She reached for his hand, bringing it up to her mouth and kissing his knuckle. "So…what do you think?"
"I think…that's not how you do it."
He devoured her lips with his, pulling her against him. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He walked with her back into the bedroom, continuing their kiss. He placed her lightly on the bed, falling on top of her.
"Josh…" Andy whispered against his lips.
He stopped kissing her and took a moment to really just look at her. Her curly and tangled hair was sprawled out over the pillow. Her lips were swollen pink. He traced a line with his fingertip down her cheek. Her skin felt warm to the touch.
"You're so perfect," he said.
She blushed and glanced over at the suitcase beside the bed.
"There's a…um…" Without skipping a beat, Josh reached into his pocket and took out a silver wrapper. She couldn't help but laugh. "Looks like I wasn't the only one who was planning for this."
"I wouldn't say I was planning for it. Let's just say I was…hoping."
She smiled and sat up to meet his lips. He pulled at the lacing on the back of her dress and lowered her down on the soft mattress.
The next morning, Josh was sitting on top of the unmade bed, leaning against the headboard. He had the remote control in his hand and he was flipping through channels. He looked at the empty spot beside him where Andy had been just minutes before. He ran his hand over the vacant area. The memory of the night before flooded through him. He picked up the pillow they had both shared and brought it to her nose. The soft fabric still smelled like her. It made him smile.
He heard the shower turn off in the bathroom. A minute later, the bathroom door opened.
"Can you pass me my bag?" Andy asked, standing in the bathroom doorway wrapped in a luxurious, white towel. She was dripping all over the floor.
"You look amazing," Josh remarked, putting the remote control down on the table beside the bed.
"You know, you keep saying that and I'm going to stop believing it," Andy replied, blushing.
"But you always look amazing."
"Could you just pass me my bag?"
Josh hopped off the bed and grabbed her suitcase. He brought it over to the bathroom door. Andy reached for it, but he pulled it away.
"Not without a kiss," he said, keeping it just out of her grasp.
"We already kissed this morning," she responded, pretending to be annoyed. "And last night." She stood on her tiptoes and smiled. "A lot…"
"You can never kiss the one you love too many times," Josh stated, leaning in towards her. She closed her eyes and met his lips.
"Last night really was perfect," she murmured.
"Yes, it was," he agreed.
He went to kiss her again, but she took a step back.
"We only have fifteen minutes before check out time," she insisted.
"Fifteen minutes is still fifteen minutes."
Andy took another step backwards and grabbed her suitcase.
"There will be plenty more time for that," she said.
"When?" He asked anxiously.
"Down boy," she joked, closing the bathroom door.
Twenty minutes later, Andy had gotten changed, dried her hair, made out a little with Josh for the last time on the luxurious bed where they had made love for the first time, and they had successfully managed to check out. They walked through the hotel lobby with Josh's arm around Andy's shoulder. He kissed her on the top of the head.
"Ah…young love," Lori said.
She was sitting in a plush, forest green chair in the corner of the lobby. Surprised to see her, Josh blinked several times just to make sure that it really was his sister sitting there. Lori stood up and looked at Andy's beaming face.
"You invited my sister?" Josh asked.
Andy shrugged. "We needed a ride home."
"Josh, why don't you put the suitcases in the car," Lori suggested.
"No. You're not the boss of me."
"Ah…in case you've forgotten you owe me big time."
Josh looked over at Andy for some kind of support. "You really do owe her," Andy stated.
Rolling his eyes, Josh grabbed his and Andy's suitcases and headed for the door.
"So, without giving me too many details," Lori began, "How was your night?"
"Good," Andy answered, heading for the door.
"Just good?" Lori replied, wondering if she was going to regret her asking the question.
"Let's just say that it was…very good."
Andy smiled and walked out. Josh was just putting her suitcase in the trunk of Lori's car when Andy approached.
"What was that all about?" He asked as Andy snaked her arms around his waist.
"Girl talk," Andy replied.
"I don't want to know, do I?"
"Probably not," Andy answered.
Josh laughed. "I love you," he said.
"Right back at you."
He leaned down and kissed her.
Author's Note: Well, there it is – finito! This was a different kind of story for me because it wasn't angsty or emotional – it was just pure fluff, which was fun to write. Thanks for reading and reviewing!