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“Tell you what,” he says, creasing his mouth into a half-smile. “Let’s start over. No more talk of job interviews or the past. Everything up until just now is ancient history.”
I’m assuming he means the part where I’m pretending to be somebody else.
“We’ll go to the hotel, you can freshen up and have a soak in the tub. And then we can go to dinner…like a date. A proper one,” he adds.
The closest thing to blushing I think I’ll ever see from him passed across his cheeks as he, too, recollects what we actually just did together.
“But know this, Chloe,” he cautions me.
“You belong to me now. And I’m going to make sure you have everything you want and everything you need. Forever.”
I swallow hard at his words, almost feeling like crying.
Only because it’s the single sweetest, most honest thing I’ve ever had anyone tell me.
Ever.
And from Xander’s lips, it’s like a cure to all my problems, past and present, because I know he means every word.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Xander
It’s almost scary how perfect today is turning out, and I’m fighting the urge to literally pinch myself.
Not because I’m worried if Chloe sees me do that, but I’m more concerned that I might actually wake up if I do.
“It’s just perfect,” I remind her after she’s told me what I can see has been a burden for her.
Being a virgin means different things to different people, and for Chloe, I can just tell it’s been a source of pain for her.
But like I tell her, our new life starts right now.
I’m gonna be her first, and she’s my only…my everything from now on.
Sounds corny, but it’s true. I’ve never had a hunch this strong, and my gut feeling is always right.
It’s what got me to where I am today, and I’ll trust it to see me through the rest of my days too.
Our days from now on.
And our nights too.
Oh, those nights. The thought of having her, being with her forever, is the most exciting thing I’ve ever thought of, let alone had a chance at.
Who would’ve guessed that a quiet-looking girl like Chloe was such an animal once she has her panties down…
She’s definitely brought out the animal in me, and I’m still a little surprised at my own behavior so far.
But like I said, she’s bringing it out in us both.
I deliberately avoided discussing the other thing I was sure she was talking about.
The minor detail about her impersonating a prospective Condor Executive, but I really couldn’t care less about that.
Apart from her needing to let her parents know she’s okay and me hoping the real Ms. De Laurent doesn’t suddenly appear just yet, Chloe’s all mine for tonight.
Everything else we can deal with as it comes (which I’m sure it will somehow).
But her being with me right now. That’s all that matters.
Whatever the consequences. And as far as I can tell, if this afternoon’s been anything to go by, the consequences are nothing short of amazing.
“The new restaurant at the hotel’s open, we can eat there,” I tell her. Mindful of how she reacted the last time when I suggested we could go back to my place.
Home.
But to be honest, all the Condor Hotel buildings are the same. I’m just saving us some time in the car, so we can be together sooner, somewhere else way better.
Like in bed.
She looks away again, but only for a second.
“Or we can do what you want to do,” I smile, hearing myself like I must sound to everyone else for the first time ever.
“I don’t mean to be so pushy, bad habit, I guess,” I murmur, but Chloe’s not bothered by that.
“I was just thinking about everything all at once is all…about other people,” she tacks on carefully to the end of her sentence.
She means calling her mom and dad, right?
And not too many Condor executives would have their moms picking them up from the airport now, would they?
“I would like to say I’ll pick you up at eight. Your new wardrobe should be at the hotel not long after we are,” I continue.
“But?” she asks, taking a breath and holding it for a while until I’ve answered.
“But I don’t want to let you out of my sight. Not for one second,” I growl, feeling her soft body move under the fabric of her dress as I tickle her sides.
My hands are awash with the sensation of her breasts in them, making me giddy with a new kind of need I’ve never known in my whole life.
“I want you, Chloe…all of you,” I remind her again, and leaning over, we kiss hard until the limo almost skids to a halt, practically knocking our teeth together.
“What the hell… Stay here, I’ll see what’s going on,” I tell Chloe, tasting a little iron-rich blood on my own lip, hoping it’s mine and not hers.
