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He stepped around her and was gone, the doors closing behind him.
Too much fun. The conversation lingered in her thoughts as she reached her floor and made her way to her room. She stripped off her tank top, pausing in front of the bathroom mirror. Too bad she didn’t have an extra few minutes, to enjoy the fantasies he’d left her with. That would have to wait. At least the memories would make the day go faster.
Chapter Two
Brandon flopped backon his bed with a laugh. Not what he’d expected when he went down for breakfast, but he certainly wasn’t complaining. It had been luck that one of the few empty seats in the dining room came with a stunning view—straight black hair framing a stunning face and brushing her shoulders, hips and an ass that made her yoga pants look like they were made for her, and the non-stop teasing that danced in her hazel eyes.
But the turn the conversation had taken...Wow. He laughed again. He hadn’t expected her stern mask to crack. Incredible. Maybe he should’ve indulged his impulse to ask if she needed help in the shower.
What would it be like to spend the weekend tucked away in a room with her, escaping reality and pretending they were the only two people in the world? No, that was a bad road for his thoughts to go down. There were reasons he didn’t consider weekend flings.
Besides, he liked the panels and autographs that were part of the convention, and she wasn’t there anymore. It wasn’t the attention of his fans that drew him to these shows; he loved meeting people. The kind of passion that induced that level of fandom was contagious and intoxicating.
Besides, if he ran into Molly again—
He wouldn’t. As a business traveler, she’d leave the office at three or four and head straight for the airport. Oh well.
A buzz echoed through the room, and he shot straight up, heart hammering at the abrupt noise. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand. “Yeah?”
“How was your flight?” Adeline’s voice tickled his ear.
This was a bad sign. Too perky meant his agent was pissed.What did I do now?“It was good...”
“So glad to hear it. You’re set for your panel at eleven, and then autographs for most of the afternoon?”
“Yes.” Things he knew. Things she usually trusted him to remember.
“Perfect.” The single word sounded like sunshine being forced through a pinhole at high velocity. “And you’re keeping your hands to yourself?”
Raw irritation rose in his throat. That’s what this was about. He kept his hands to himself last time, and that had been the problem. A woman had thrown herself at him during a con in the Midwest, and then told her local anime club what an ass he was, when he’d turned her down. She complained in forums and to anyone who’d listen that he’d pursued her relentlessly simply so he could walk away. Why would he do something so cruel?
“I’m behaving,” he said.
“Have you checked the con hashtag?”
“Can’t say I have. I was at breakfast.” The buzz from his conversation with Molly evaporated, leaving annoyance in its vacated spot.
