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She stares at me, her hair hidden in the towel she’s fashioned into a turban on her head. The rest of her isn’t hidden at all. She’s got on a light pink bathrobe that clings to her in all the right places and rubs me in all the wrong ones.
“Why the hell are you answering the door half naked?” I demand.
She crosses her arms over her chest defensively and glares up at me. “Why are you banging on my door at ten o’clock at night?” she whispers furiously and glances down the empty hallways before she grabs my arm and tugs me forward. “Come inside. The last thing I need is a complaint for disturbing the peace.”
I step into her hotel room and turn to face her.
“Why are you answering the door wet and nearly naked, Tesoro?” I ask again, my anger at the sight of her surpassing the initial insult that brought me here.
“I am not naked. I was getting out of the shower when you started pounding on the door. I wanted to stop you before you woke up my neighbors.”
“You’re very concerned about your neighbors,” I look around the spare room of the extended stay hotel. “Why are you staying here anyway? Remi couldn’t have put you up here. He has a block of suites at the Ivy’s executive suites his firm uses for interviews.”
“First of all, how do I know I’m here, and that I’m here for Remi? Secondly—not that it is any of your business—he let me choose my hotel and they’re reimbursing me. This one is fine. And third, I’m concerned about my neighbors because I think the people right next door are a family who live here. I’ve seen them taking the kids to school every morning this week. They’re asleep. So, keep it down,” she scolds.
Of course, that’s why. She’s a fucking bleeding heart. It's why I love her.
“I’ll keep my voice down,” I concede right away. “And everything you do is my business. Because you are my business.”
She rolls her eyes but doesn’t say anything.
“Secondly, Remi’s a friend. But he didn’t tell me you were here. I ran into Gigi’s friend, Henny. Apparently, you’ve been pining over me in public,” I drawl and have to bite my lip to stop my smile when her nostrils flair.
“That old lady was eavesdropping?” she sputters.
“Don’t let her hear you call her that, not if you want to live … and she did overhear and thought it would be such shame if you left town without even telling me you were here,” I say.
“How in the world did you know where I was staying?” she asks and tightens her belt.
“My assistant spent all day calling hotels near Rivers Wilde until she found you. And enough with the twenty questions,” I snap.
“Fine, then you can leave.” She pulls the lapels of her robe closed when my eyes drift to her throat.
“I’m not. And it’s too bad about your G-rated neighbors. They put a dent in my plans,” I tell her.
“What plans?” she snaps.
“The ones I had to fuck you so hard you’d see stars and scream my name loud enough that they’d hear you across the street,” I say.
Her entire body flushes, and her hands drop from her neckline and rest on her hips. She leans forward and gives me her most disapproving glare.
“Their presence has nothing on the fact that my body is closed to you right now. There will be no fucking tonight. And don’t call me Tesoro. We’re not that anymore,” she says angrily.
My anger spikes, too, but it’s accompanied by a sting of pain at the way the words flow off her tongue. I know she’s pissed, but it makes me feel like I’ve got a thorn stuck in my side when I hear her say we’re not that anymore. I stalk toward her.
“Then what are we?” I ask and rake my eyes over her body. Her robe is damp and I can see the shadow of her nipples.
“I don’t know, Hayes,” she lies.
“Let me fuck you. You’ll know, then,” I whisper and her eyes widen and she tenses up again.
“That’s not the answer to everything,” she says.
“Take that off.” I nod at her robe.
“No,” she says and tosses her head in defiance. Her towel unravels and falls half off her head, exposing some of her hair. She reaches up to stop its slide and I take a step toward her.
“Don’t, Hayes,” she says, her voice low with warning, but her lips remain parted and her eyelids flutter. My dick gets hard because I know what that look means. Her gown may be drying off, but her pussy is wetter than it was when she got out of the shower.
