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Kristen shrugged and murmurs, “I wanted something different. New.”
“I like them.”
Snorting she looked over at her brother who was watching the game on the bar’s flat screen. “Chase doesn’t.”
“Does his opinion matter? It’s your body.”
“He was there when it happened. When I came home.”
“When you broke your arm.”
“Yes. He called Taylor’s mom when our mom couldn’t be bothered to leave the office.”
“Pebbles, I’m sorry.” I am so sorry she didn’t have her mother there. “Where was your dad?”
She chuckled sadly. “Working, coaching, busy. It doesn’t matter now.”
“I wish it was different.”
“Yeah, well, it wasn’t, but I’m over it.” She slammed back the second drink wiping her mouth over her lips. “You wanna get out of here?”
“Okay.” I think she’s trying to run from something. “Go where?” We have suites at the Bellagio but at some point our party is going to come back and she knows this.
“Chickening out Demon?”
“No ma’am, lead the way.” Kristen grabbed her little girly purse and dragged me out toward the lobby of the hotel. Before I know what’s happening she slapping a credit card on the counter asking for a room. She signed her name and grabbed the keycard from the clerk pulling me to the elevators.
We get inside having exchanged no words between us. The elevator takes us to the seventh floor, nothing extravagant but my dick doesn’t care. I care though. I care that she’s doing this for the right reasons because I’m willing to take whatever she’s willing to give me.
“Room 712 sounds good to me.” She inserted the key card and I hold the door closed for a second, my hands resting on her hips.
“Pebbles are you sure this is what you want? I’m happy to wait until we get home to sort this out.” She backs her ass up into my groin and groaned holding back.
“Demon.” A moaned whisper from her lips says my name, and her ass wiggles rubbing me through my jeans.
“Damn it; stop wiggling so I can think clearly. I’m trying to do the hard thing here because it’s the right thing.” Her head falls back and I speak mostly into her sweet smelling hair.
“You said ‘the hard thing’ that’s cute.” She snort giggles and went back to opening the door ignoring me. I can’t have sex with her like this no matter how much she turns me on. It’s not right.
I shut the door behind me and Kristen reached back to lock it trapping me inside. I kept backing up but she’s good at stalking me around the hotel room. I tell her, “You’re drunk. We’re not doing this.”
“Oh fuck, Damien. I don’t want you to be noble. That’s for guys like Hunter and my brother.”
“I’m not sure what’s changed your whiplash of moods, woman?”
“Evan.” She said twirling in the room to the window shutting the drapes to leave us in darkness.
My teeth grind together. The last thing I want to do is hear about that fuck-face when Kristen is right here in front of me tearing her dress off her body and walking toward me on wobbling legs like a baby deer wearing black satin and lace.
“Kristen, Jesus, no.” I’m against the wall when she touched me. Her fingers trailed up my chest to wrap around my neck and lean in with a sad frown.
“I’m not with him anymore. It’s over between him and I.” My arms relent their stiffness and I wrapped them around her holding her.
I don’t have the words to say anything nice because I’m glad they’re not together but I’m upset that she feels hurt, feels something related to him.
“If we do this, are you going to turn around tomorrow and rip my heart out running back to him?” I hit my head back against the wall letting the pain snap me back to reality.
“No. He doesn’t want me like that and I never loved him that way.”
