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If looks could kill, she’d be dead a thousand times over. But Ted here was all bark and no bite. She had him by the balls and he knew it. “What about my stuff?”
“Get new stuff.”
He handed over the key card as he stood up. “Fine,” he said through clenched teeth. “Are we done here?”
“How much cash do you have on you?”
He mumbled something she couldn’t quite hear but assumed wasn’t flattering as he dug a wad of cash out of his wallet and slapped it down on the bar. She tucked a twenty into the bar tender’s tip jar and the rest of the cash—several hundred bucks by the feel of it—into her bra. “Pleasure doing business with you. Enjoy the conference.”
When he turned on his heel to stalk away from her, she said, “Oh, and Ted?”
He whirled around. “What else could you possibly want?”
Tenley put away her calm, cool, and collected demeanor and let Ted see the full extent of her disdain for him as she lowered her voice to its most menacing tone and said, “Be thankful I only ruined your business trip. Next time you cheat on Katie, I’ll ruin your life.”
The fear that flashed in his eyes before anger took hold again was gratifying. He’d heard her and knew she meant every word.
And with that, Ted stormed off. She sidled up to Knox and slid her arm through his. “Ready to go up to our suite, darling?”
His gaze dipped to her mouth for a split second before lifting to her eyes. Tenley tried—and failed—to keep her gaze off his mouth. He had disconcertingly kissable lips.
“Has anyone ever told you that you’re terrifying?” he asked quietly.
She laid her hand over her heart. “Aw, that’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.”
The twitch in his lip might’ve been a nervous tic. But it also might’ve almost been a smile.
Tenley chose to think it was the latter.
CHAPTER 5
Medical device sales must pay pretty well, Knox thought, because the handsy asshole’s suite was opulent as fuck.
The executive suite was bigger than Knox’s entire cellblock at Midfield. It was simply but elegantly designed with a huge closet, the fanciest walk-in shower he’d ever seen, a spacious seating area with a handcrafted, oval-shaped dinette table, and a bed that looked like it could comfortably sleep twenty.
After sleeping on a lumpy prison cot with a mildew-encrusted pillow for the past five years, it felt like he’d just stepped through the Pearly Gates into Heaven. It smelled great, too. Like soap, laundry detergent, and wildflowers.
Or maybe it was Tenley that smelled so damned irresistible.
“Ooohhh,” she cooed, pawing through the suits in the closet. “Armani and Tom Ford. They look like they’ll fit you, too.”
Knox snorted and helped himself to a bag of fancy trail mix and a sparkling water from the minibar. Those two items probably cost more than everything he owned at the moment. “I don’t have any desire to network at the sales conference. You keep them.”
Her gaze flicked over him, making his skin itch, then she shrugged. “OK, but you’d look hot in a suit.”
It took every bit of strength he had left in him—which wasn’t much—not to put on one of that fuckwit’s suits so she’d think he looked hot.
It doesn’t matter if she thinks you’re hot, you stupid asshole. Don’t go there.
“Whatever,” he muttered, grabbing the shopping bags he’d snagged from the car and heading toward the bathroom. “I’m showering. Try not to commit any new felonies while I’m in there.”
“Oh, now he has jokes,” she muttered dryly. “Want anything from room service? Ted’s buying.”
Well, in that case… “Order me whatever is most expensive.”
Her answering grin was, once again, a kick to the balls he didn’t need. “My thoughts exactly.”
Knox kicked the bathroom door shut behind him and stripped out of his gross, outdated clothes. He was never wearing any of that crap again. All of it stunk like prison, a place he never wanted to see, smell, or experience ever again.
