Page 10 of The Player I Can’t Pick

I stand, and this time he lets me. “Uh, I’m not sure that’s a great idea.”

He stands too and places his hand on my waist. “What do you mean? You were there for the kiss too. You have to know that was something special.”

I refuse to let myself get my hopes up. “Yeah, it felt good.”

He jerks. “Good? Honey, that was the best kiss I’ve ever had.”

I search his eyes and see the sincerity there. I’m about to tell him exactly why we can’t be together, but he shakes his head. “I’m not leaving here until you promise me that we can see each other again.”

We don’t have time to get into all this here, so I nod. “Okay.” I lower my head and start to walk away.

He catches up with me. “That’s it?”

I lift one shoulder. “I don’t know what else you want me to say.”

He puts his hand on my shoulder and turns me toward him. “Say you want to see me too.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course I do, but I have zero expectations.”

He looks at me, waiting.

I shrug my shoulders, trying to be cool about all this. “I was looking for a one-night stand tonight. I’m not expecting anything more than that.”

He slides both hands to my waist and pulls me flush against his body. “I want more than one night and one kiss from you.”

My hands move up his chest. “That was more than one kiss.”

He rests his forehead against mine. “I know.” His eyes close for a second before he pulls back. “I’ll call you when I get back.”

I nod, and he takes a step away, threading our fingers together. “Come on. I’ll walk you to your room.”

“I can⁠—”

“Nope. I’m making sure you get there safely and then I’m getting on the road.”

I nod. “I’m on the third floor.”

We walk back inside and toward the elevators. Neither of us says anything on the ride down. When the doors open on the third floor, I point down the hallway. “I’m this way.”

We stop in front of room 312. “This is me.”

I dig through my purse, pull out my phone, and open the app for the digital key. The lock chimes, and I push open the door before turning back to him. “So…”

Guy steps forward and wraps his arms around me. I’m surprised by the hug. He holds me tightly and presses his face against my hair like he’s breathing me in. “I’ll talk to you soon,” he whispers.

I nod, unable to hide the surprise on my face.

He pulls back and searches my eyes before kissing me again. The kiss leaves me breathless, and by the time he lets me go, my legs feel like jelly.

“I’ll talk to you soon,” he repeats. Then he turns and walks down the hallway.

He looks back once and smiles. I wave before stepping into my room and closing the door, leaning my head against the hard wood. I can’t believe I just made out with Guy Brody. He’s nothing like I expected, but everything I know about him comes from gossip magazines and pictures of him with supermodels. I will not get my hopes up. I’m going to focus on moving into my apartment and finding a job.

If Guy calls, he calls. I’m not going to sit around waiting for him. Besides, it’s not like we can have a relationship. Guy Brody is off limits, and I know it. I let myself have tonight, but that’s all it can be. There’s no future for us.

CHAPTER 5

GUY