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The door opened, and Anna stood in front of me with narrowed, sleepy eyes. I had woken her up. But she looked okay. Hell, she looked more than okay.
And she was in one of her tiny nightshirts again.
“Adam? Wh—what are you doing here?” Anna’s voice was low, raspy, and sexy as fuck. Her sleepy voice was about the hottest thing I’d ever heard.
I brushed past her, entering the suite without permission, and spun around. She shut the door and faced me, her eyes widening as her mind woke. “What are you doing?”
“You called me three times, Anna. Then, when I called you back, you didn’t answer. Are you all right?”
Her soft, full lips parted as she stared at me.
“Anna?”
Her arms crossed her chest, and I was pretty sure she had realized she was braless. I had done my best not to notice the full swell of her breasts beneath the thin cotton material, or her hard, raised nipples.
“I’m still trying to figure out if you’re real or not.” She released a small laugh.
If she was laughing, she had to be okay. My pulse started to slow, and I stalked toward her minibar.
“Did you come from the gym?”
I forgot I was still dressed in sweats and a hoodie. “Yeah.” I grabbed a beer.
“Hey! That stuff isn’t cheap.”
I popped the top and looked over at her, trying not to laugh. “I’ve got the bill, love. No worries.” I guzzled the beer, trying to relax. But it’d been an intense night. “So—why didn’t you answer when I called you? I was worried.”
“My phone is on vibrate. I was sleeping.” She wet her lips, tucking her bottom one between her teeth, and I wondered if she had any idea how sexy she looked right now with no makeup and her hair flowing free over her shoulders. Her long legs and perfect curves . . .
Jesus, I was strung tight—wound from the fight. The blood was rushing through me, and all I could think about was taking Anna in my arms.
I lowered the bottle to the counter and dropped my hands to my sides. “You going to tell me why you called?”
“I, um . . .” She took a step closer until there was barely any distance between us. She smelled like flowers and soap.
She reached up, her fingertips brushing across my forehead, and I forced myself not to snap at her wrist and drag her arm away. Still, I couldn’t help but flinch at her soft touch on my hot skin.
“What happened to you?”
I swallowed and stepped back.
A chill must have moved over her because her nipples strained against the fabric of her nightshirt.
I turned around, unable to stop from going stiff. Did she have any idea exactly how beautiful she was?
“Adam?”
“What?” I grumbled, crushing my palms to my face, hoping to kill my arousal and calm my nerves. My hands dropped as I faced her in one quick move.
She inhaled sharply and took a step back. Had I scared her? “What happened to you tonight?”
We were playing a game of avoidance, apparently. “I’ll tell you if you tell me why you called,” I lied, feeling like a teenager.
“I was out with some coworkers and drunk dialed you,” she said after a moment of silence. “So, what happened to you?”
“I had an unfortunate accident with the door at my gym.”
“Why are you lying?” She narrowed her eyes.
