Page 43 of One Wild Kiss


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At the front desk, Bran stopped.

Ava, the same woman who’d checked them in, smiled in greeting. “Good morning, Mr. Knox. Ms. Abrams.”

“Morning, Ava,” he said. “I need to extend our reservations one more night if you have the space. We’re not ready to check out yet.”

“I’m happy to extend your reservations.” Ava’s smile was smug, as if she’d known something they hadn’t. As if Bran and Addi had been wasting their time by not sharing a room in the first place. “Are you extending reservations for one room or for both?”

“One,” they said at the same time and Bran sent Addi an approving smile.

Ava tapped a key on her keyboard. “Which one?”

His eyes on Addi, enough heat in them to start to start a forest fire, Bran answered, “Mine.”

“Good choice.” A few more key taps later, Ava looked up. “I have you down for one more night in the room with the king bed. Shall I send up a bottle of champagne or strawberries this evening?”

Addi laughed.

Bran didn’t. “Both. Thank you.”

As they walked to the elevator, his hand went to her back. “You’re learning.”

“What does that mean?” she asked as the doors opened and they stepped inside.

“You let me treat you without any pushback. Pretty soon, you’ll have no problem letting me take care of you.” The doors shut and in one smooth move he had her back pressed to the elevator wall. “How about I take care of you now?”

“N-now?”

He reached for the big red emergency button and she grabbed his outstretched hand in both of hers. “Brannon. No.”

He tsked at her. “So practical.”

He shook off her hold, swiped her hair behind her ears and cradled her jaw. Then he lowered his lips to hers for a warm kiss. He smelled of coconut-scented sunscreen and really, really good sex. Or maybe she was projecting that part.

“You’re mine tonight, Addison Abrams. What do you think of that?”

“I think you’d better start as soon as possible.” She grabbed his ass. “What I have in mind for you is going to take a while.”

Turned out they had to first move her luggage into Bran’s room before they—ahem—indulged. After a few hours of indulgence followed by a much-needed nap, they emerged from their shared room in search of a late dinner. The strawberries and champagne were lovely, but not filling.

In the downstairs bar, they ran into two other couples. Rebecca and Allen and two men Addison had never met before who were newlyweds: Dave and Cameron. Rebecca had waved Addi and Bran over and asked them to join them at the bar.

Bottoming out her second glass of wine, Addison decided she didn’t want this day to end. But Dave and Cameron had an early flight, and Rebecca had hidden more than one yawn behind her perfectly manicured fingernails.

“I can’t keep up with you West Coasters.” The cute redhead didn’t bother hiding her yawn this time. “In my head, the time hasn’t changed.”

“Don’t listen to her. She’s always in bed by seven,” Allen joked.

“Same here,” Dave said. “Cam and I have gone to bed at eight o’clock every night while we’ve been here.”

“Well, we’re not twenty any longer,” Cam said. “Hell, we’re not thirty any longer.”

This led to a discussion from both of them that Bran and Addi should “enjoy their youth.”

“What about you, Ad? Are you tired from your exhausting day?” Bran asked, pure mischief in his smile.

“Actually I’d love another glass of wine.” They had time for another round of epic sex or three, even if she stayed at the bar a little longer. Bran had nothing if not stamina.

“Allow us.” Dave dropped a twenty-dollar bill on the bar top and kissed Addi on the forehead. “Enjoy.”

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