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The bartender returns with our drinks, and we sip and laugh over the day’s events. I can’t remember feeling this happy. It’s ridiculous. I haven’t thought about work once. Hell, I had to force myself to try and get some work done until I could seek her out earlier today.

Before I know it, Poppy has finished her drink and is bouncing on her bar stool to the music. The bartender slides another in place of her empty glass, and I chuckle as she picks up the new one completely unaware.

The song changes and “Give Me Everything” by Pitbull starts to play. “Oh, I love this one,” Poppy says. Now, I’m not a dancer. But if this woman is grabbing my hand and pulling me along behind her onto the dancefloor, then a dancer I will be.

We gyrate to the thumping base along with the other sweaty bodies around us. All of us smiling and laughing. She looks more happy and free than I’ve ever seen her. Well, except for at the bottom of that Bobsled ride, maybe. She’s swinging her arms back and forth over her head as Pitbull and Ne-Yo sing about how they can’t promise tomorrow but to give them everything for one night. She sings along with the words as if it’s an invitation, so I join in, almost unable to sing along because of the unrelenting grin on my face.

Poppy spins around, and I slide my arms around her waist. As her tight ass rocks against my cock, it’s getting increasingly more difficult to hide my hardening dick. She feels so good swaying back and forth against me. I could stay like this with my arms wrapped tightly around her, and my cock nestled between the glorious globes of her ass as she rubs against me all night. My lack of control around her is downright humiliating. Embarrassing or not, I couldn’t have planned this night better.

Poppy suddenly places both palms flat against my white shirt, looking up at me. “I’m toast, Broadie. I need to call it a night.”

“Okay, Pop.”

“I like it when you call me that,” she says with a dreamy look upon her face.

Unable to control myself, I bend down and place a chaste kiss on her lips.

“Oh my gosh. You two are the most beautiful couple I’ve ever seen,” a staff member coos. “You should do promo pics for the resort. Could I—”

“No!” I interject.

Immediately, Poppy’s exuberant face falls.Shit.

“Sorry, not interested.”

“That’s okay,” the kind woman apologizes.

As I attempt to take Poppy’s hand, she pulls away. Fuck. I’ve ruined this incredible night with my outburst. But how the hell would I explainthatto anyone? After a few more steps, I grab her arm, pulling her to me. “Poppy, I’m falling for you. But until tonight, you wouldn’t even go out with me. I’d need to at least tell my girls I was dating someone before I risk our pictures turning up on social media.” She grows quiet. “Not to mention someone at St. Luke’s seeing them. It would only be a matter of time before the rumor mill got going. Don’t you think we should figure out what’s happening between us before others start speculating?” This has her attention.

“Oh. I hadn’t thought about that.”

We casually walk back to her hotel room in companionable silence. I feel a little better that I may have salvaged my blunder from earlier. As we reach her door, I can’t help praying she’ll invite me in.

Poppy pulls out her key card and looks up at me. My brows pinch as I take her in. She seems unfocused.

Hiccup. “Do you want to come in?”

Hell yes.But, fuck. Not like this. “I do. But not when you’ve had too much to drink.”

The corners of her pouty mouth turn down into a frown. “I thought you might want to kiss me again.”

“Oh, I do. But I need you to be fully aware when I kiss you here.” I point to her lips. “And here.” I point to her neck. “And here.” I trail my finger down to her collarbone. “And here.” Moving lower still, I tease the top of her exposed breasts. Fuck, I want to untie that halter top and cup her sweet tits.

“And here.” Dropping my finger down lower, I reach under her dress to glide it along the center of her warm, wet panties, eliciting a moan of delight as her head falls back, her eyes closing in her aroused state. Sliding it back and forth, I revel in her ecstasy as she grips my arms firmly in her hands, rocking her wet pussy over my finger. “So needy.”

With this, her eyes spring wide.

“Off you go.” Before I change my mind. “Can you manage?”

“What if I said no?”Hiccup.

“Good night, Poppy.” I place my hands in my pockets and head the short distance to my room once I know she’s inside. As much as I want her, I’m not taking advantage of her.Well, anymore than I already have by planning this whole charade.I need to know she wants me every bit as much as I want her.

Tempting little minx.

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It’s my last day here. This week has flown by. I’ve stayed in touch with the office, so I haven’t had to share where I am. But I honestly can’t remember the last time I was away this long without devoting time to my work. I’m going to be buried when I return. I should spend the morning catching up on emails, but despite my second cup of coffee, I can’t focus. On anything but Poppy, that is.

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