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Chapter 18

Brodie

What an evening.A beautiful night with a gorgeous woman, delicious food and wine. And I’d fucked her senseless.

Or should I say she fucked me senseless? She was the one who’d taken control, after all.

Which was fine by me. In fact, thinking about it even now gave me a raging hard-on. There was nothing like a woman taking over, and knowing she wants you more than anything. Christ almighty.

I got to the hotel extra-early Saturday morning since I’d taken off early Friday. I didn’t have any calls or texts, and no news was good news, but I liked to keep an eye on things over the weekend. And I had been feeling particularly protective of the hotel since I’d found out my partners were up to no good. I still hadn’t settled on what I was going to do about those bastards, but I had some ideas brewing.

When I arrived, I went straight to Joel’s office. Before I entered, I knocked. The last thing I wanted was to walk in on him fucking Pam. If they were still doing each other. Which they’d better not be.

“Come in!” Joel called. “Brodie, where were you last night? I can’t remember the last time you missed a Friday here.”

“I had other plans,” I answered.

He broke out in a huge grin. “Dude. You dating somebody? Who is she? Tell me.” He leaned back in his chair, hands behind his head.

I took the seat opposite his desk. “Her name is Nara.” He didn’t need to know any more than that.

He held his hands out, palms up. “That’s it? That’s all you’re giving me? Brodie, you’re killing me.” He looked at me expectantly.

“Okay. Okay, buddy, I get it. Let’s go over the weekend.” He flipped a few papers around on his desk and pulled something up on his computer.

“Do we have any VIPs coming in, Joel?”

“We do. Just a sec. Okay, here it is. Last night was quiet, celebrity-wise. But tonight, we have Aerosmith coming in. They have a show at the Garden.”

Shit, I wish I’d known about that. I’d have gotten tickets. One of the perks of being a hotelier was easy access to backstage passes.

“Oh, one other thing. I almost forgot. The annual Spinsters party is on tonight.”

“Oh damn, I nearly forgot about that one. I may go. What about you?” I asked.

He nodded slowly. “I might. Not sure yet. May have plans.” He looked up at me guiltily.

“Oh for chrissakes. Are you still doing Pam? Wait, never mind. I don’t want to know. I’m leaving right now.”

“Okay, Brodie, thanks for stopping by—”

Who was I to say anything? I mean I’d messed around with chicks at work before, the most recent being Sonya. Joel could do what he wanted. I just didn’t want to know about it.

I went to my office and texted Nara.

hey gorgeous. up for a party tonight?

I wasn’t sure if she’d respond right away. Given that she was at work, she could be up to her elbows in baby shit.

actually, that sounds great. when and where? and what to wear?

i’ll pick you up at eight. dress sexy. like always.

:O

I was on my game. And that seriously felt good.

* * *

I drovemy Telsa to Brooklyn to get Nara since the limo driver had the weekend off. When I pulled up to her place she walked out, wearing this long slinky number tied behind her neck, plunging into a deep V below her gorgeous breasts. She wore some sort of high-heeled sandals, and her hair was long and loose. I sprang a hard-on so big I almost couldn’t get out of the car. I buttoned my sports jacket to cover the evidence and grabbed her hand as she descended the last steps of her building.

Damn.

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