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One night. No strings attached. I’ll never see him again.
I want to do it.
I want to cash in my V-card with him.
In reality, the last thing I need is to complicate this trip by getting laid by a total stranger.
Ace might not be like any other guy I’ve met, but he’s still just working the charm offensive. Everything he’s telling me could be bullshit.
Even if it was, why do I still get the feeling I’d have no regrets about spending the night with him?
Because he’d be rough. Those big, manly muscles would be hard and so would?—
Stop drinking, you fool!
I drag my eyes to the skyline behind him that’s now flecked with stars. “One day when I’m CEO of my own company, I’m going to come back here and stay in the penthouse suite,” I say, maybe more to myself than to him. “Just so I can look at the ocean view and remind myself of where it all started.”
His fingers entwine with mine and I let him do this. His hands are warm and strong, just like I imagined. “Do you want to see it now? It would be a shame not to get a taste of what you’re working toward before you leave.”
“I’m sure it’s already booked. I heard one of the people at the check-in desk this morning say the hotel was at capacity.”
“It is occupied.” His eyes flash mischievously. But then he says, “Probably one of those rich asshole billionaires who founded his own young, hip startup company where they sit on yoga balls instead of chairs and have lunch breaks over ping-pong and kombucha.”
“Exactly.” Maybe it’s the wine, but it takes me a few seconds to figure out he’s describing himself.
Billionaire?
Something about the way he hasn’t broken eye contact sets off another wave of those butterflies that are currently taking flight inside my stomach. I stare into his eyes as I say it. “He’ll think he owns the world and can get whoever he wants.”
He leans closer, whispering a low murmur close to my ear. “What he wants right now is to peel that little dress off the most stunning girl in Hawaii and get a taste of how wet she is for him. Are you wet for me, Texas?”
And at his mention of the word wet, my pussy softens and tingles and my panties get even wetter. I can feel my pulse inside and I have never, ever been this turned on in my life. “Are you trying to tell me you’re in the penthouse suite, Ace?”
“Excellent deduction skills, Tex. You’re definitely CEO material.”
Sure, the effect he’s having is doing ridiculous things to my body, but that doesn’t mean any of this is a good idea. There’s no way this can be anything more than a one-night thing, no matter how good-looking he is. I’m from Texas and he’s from…somewhere else. Okay, there’s no sign of a wedding ring but that doesn’t mean he’s not either a player or in a relationship with someone else.
“Are you married?” I ask him point blank.
“No. Of course not. Are you?”
“No.”
“Are you in a relationship?” he asks me.
“You mean besides with my 24/7 job? No.”
“Me either.” He blinks and…damn him. He really is beautiful. “Now that we’ve got that out of the way, there’s nothing stopping us.”
No, nothing but the fact that he’s a total stranger I’ve known for a total of one hour.
But what the hell. As Emma loves to point out, my first time doesn’t have to be all rose petals and romance. It could just be about giving in to insane chemistry. And we definitely have that.
“The view from the penthouse is pretty good,” Ace murmurs, reaching forward and skimming my cheek with his lips. “I think you’ll like it.” My pulse leaps at his touch as his whiskey-scented warmth skims the skin of my neck.
He slides off his stool and gently pulls me by the hand. “Come with me, gorgeous. You don’t have to stay. Entirely up to you. I’ll give you the grand tour, and I happen to have a complimentary bottle of champagne I hadn’t gotten around to drinking yet.”
That would be a bad idea.
