Page 85 of My Beautiful Sin

“So he stayed in the same industry more or less, but you left. Why?”

“My path was different than Ronan’s, but we’re both doing good. I don’t know why he gets under your skin, but you need to believe me.”

“I do,” I say, and it’s not a lie because I really do believe that he believes it. As for me … well, the jury’s still out.

I am, however, done with this conversation. So I press my hand to his shoulder as I crawl onto his lap. I meet his eyes, then lower my voice. “Do you know what I want to do now?”

I see humor and heat flicker in his green eyes. “I’m guessing it’s not sleep.”

“Nope.”

“Why don’t you tell me?”

I slide my hands slowly up his bare chest as I bend forward to brush a soft kiss over his lips before teasing my way to his ear. I nip on his lobe, then whisper. “You’ve got me in the mood … to watch an action movie.”

His low chuckle reverberates through me as he squeezes my ass. “You’re a tease.”

I lean back enough to see his face. “Maybe,” I admit. “But after the movie, I want a little more action of our own.”

Chapter Twenty-Nine

I’m awakened by a light tap on the door. Groggy, I clutch the sheet with one hand and prop myself up on my other elbow as I look over Devlin’s shoulder. “Come in,” I mumble.

The door bursts open, and Brandy pokes her head inside, her eyes immediately going wide. “Oh!”

That’s when I realize that she’s got an eyeful of Devlin, the sheet low on his hips so that all of his torso—and a bit more—is bare. He’s still asleep, his face turned towards the door.

Sorry. I’m sorry. Brandy mouths the words.

I shake my head. “Don’t worry about it,” I whisper.

“I didn’t realize he was here,” she whispers.

“Give me two seconds, and I’ll come out there.”

Brandy nods and starts to back away, but is stopped by Devlin’s voice. “Good morning, Brandy.”

I bite my lip, stifling a laugh as her face goes entirely red. “Um, so, I was wondering if you wanted breakfast. Ellie, I mean. But that’s only because I didn’t know there were two of you here. Want me to make breakfast for you both?”

He pulls the sheet higher as he sits up, obviously fighting a grin and looking so deliciously sexy that Brandy is very lucky I don’t jump him right then. “No, thanks,” he says, the corners of his mouth twitching. “I’ll be heading out soon.”

“Back to Vegas?” I ask as he takes his phone from the side table and starts to tap out a message. I can hardly keep the disappointment from my voice, but I know he’s got work to do.

He’s silent for a moment as he taps a bit more, then sets the phone back on the bedside table. “Actually, no.” He smiles at me. “In fact, I was planning to invite you out for breakfast.” He turns to Brandy. “Would you like to join us? Assuming Ellie says yes.”

“Are you kidding?” I say. “I’m totally saying yes. But don’t you have to go back?”

“It turns out I did an excellent job picking my team. I’m utterly redundant.”

I tilt my head and make a point of lasciviously looking him up and down. “Not to me.”

He squeezes my thigh. “So, breakfast?” He looks back at Brandy. “What do you say? Join us?”

“I think three is a crowd,” she says.

“I promise there will be no shenanigans.”

“Oh, well, that’s disappointing,” Brandy quips.