Page 53 of Anywhere With You


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What if he’s dead?

Oh, my God. What if he’s an older man, and I shagged him so hard he had a heart attack and died?

This is bad. This is so bad.

Shit. If he’s dead, I can’t leave.

I have to report it.

Fuck my life.

Okay, this is ridiculous. I’m not sneaking out like a thief in the night. She’d wake him up, and they’d laugh about the whole situation. She’d give back the ring, and they’d get an annulment.

Right. Good.

But I’m not doing anything until I have underwear on.Daylight glowed on the other side of the parted curtains, and in the path of that brilliant shaft of light lay a sparkling stiletto.

Whoa. That’s gorgeous. Blush pink satin with a six-inch heel, the entire sandal was covered in shimmering crystals.

Is that mine?

How could she have had her fantasy shopping excursion and not remember a single thing about it?

I’m never drinking again.

She tiptoed over and picked it up. This is totally my size.

I’ll happily return the ring, but can I keep the shoes?

Plucking her lacey boy shorts off the ottoman, she slipped them on. To put on her bra, though, she’d have to drop the robe. That left her exposed and vulnerable.

Do it fast.

Her skin pebbled from the cold, but she quickly got her bra on, lifting her breasts to fit in the cups. Good. Now, the purse. But on her way over, she tripped on the other stiletto, releasing an oof sound.

A rustle of bedding nearly had her jumping out of her skin.

Shit. Fuck.

She froze.

The stranger hitched up on elbow, blinking against the shaft of sunlight streaking across the room.

Only it wasn’t a stranger.

“Della?” His sleep-roughened voice was every bit as sexy as his singing voice.

“Bex?”

“What’s going on?” Sitting up, he shoved the bedding away, exposing his tan, inked, and muscled chest.

Her gaze lingered a little too long because good god was that a sexy body.

“Where are we?” Once he realized it was a hotel suite, he jolted up. His tousled hair and confused expression made her heart flip over. He was adorable and gorgeous and—

My husband.

“Talk to me.” He sounded urgent…but not angry.

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