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Chapter 15

Embarrass – to cause someone to feel awkward – assuming the person has the ability to feel awkward

Beckett

I hide my grin when I open the door to our hotel room for the night. I shouldn’t be amused watching the tension roll off Lilac in waves, but she always appears so cool and composed. It’s a relief to discover she can get flustered.

I know she’s worried about what will happen to her career if we become romantically involved. What she doesn’t know is I would never let anything hurt her career. And now that I know those men, I saw her with, meant nothing to her, nothing will stop me from having her.

I follow her into the room. It’s a typical hotel room with a desk and chair against the wall next to a large flat screen television and a round table with two chairs near the window. Smack dab in the middle of the room is an extra-large bed. It’s big enough for both of us to sleep in without touching.

Not touching is not what either one of us wants, no matter what Lilac claims. The chemistry between us buzzes at such an intensity in the air whenever we’re near each other that it’s practically visible. She’s doing a stellar job of ignoring it, but I’m done ignoring it. I just have to figure out how to convince her I’m worth taking a chance on.

“Do you want to use the bathroom first?”

At my question, she startles from where she’s standing staring at the bed and spins around. “Yes, thank you.”

She rushes off and slams the door behind her. I grin at the closed door. I’m enjoying experiencing her off-kilter. Lilac is never off-kilter. She’s even keeled and in charge at all times. I have plans to mess with her steadiness every chance I get.

If she were any other woman, I’d expect her to hide in the bathroom and avoid the situation until morning. But not my Lilac. She doesn’t hide from anything.

I scan the room service menu before placing an order with the kitchen.

“Our food will be here in fifteen minutes,” I tell Lilac through the door.

It opens and my eyes widen in surprise at how she’s dressed. My cock immediately takes notice and begins to harden.

Shit. I’m going to have to give my incompetent PA a raise for screwing up and forgetting to book two hotel rooms.

“Is this…Do you…” Words have failed me.

Her brow wrinkles and she surveys her outfit. “Is there a problem with what I’m wearing?”

Problem? No. Not at all. How she expects me to keep my hands off of her when she’s wearing a satin tank top and matching shorts isn’t a problem. At least not for her.

“Is this not how you expected me to dress for bed?” she asks when I continue to stand in front of her with my mouth hanging open. I hope I’m not drooling.

I clear my throat and force myself to concentrate on the conversation instead of on how my hands itch to touch her. “I did not have any expectations whatsoever about what you wear to sleep.”

“Okay.” She accepts my word without question, which is good because if I had to admit the truth – I imagined her wearing nothing to sleep – she’d skin me alive. “How did you know what to order for me?”

“Because I know you.”

She places her hands on her hips causing the tank top to pull tight over her breasts and her nipples to press against the material. So much for concentrating on the conversation. I fist my hands to stop myself from reaching out and hauling her into my arms.

“What did you order me?”

“The vegetarian burger with no bun and grilled vegetables instead of fries.”

She blinks in surprise, and her hands drop. “How did you know?”

“I told you. I know you,” I say and flee to the bathroom before my body decides it wants to learn more about Lilac besides her preferred dinner choices. Things like what kind of noises she makes when I touch her naked breast and— I stop those thoughts. She needs to say yes first I remind myself.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t jerk off in the shower,” she shouts after me.

“I wasn’t going to jerk off,” I say with my hard cock in my hand.

“Well, I don’t know how you’re going to urinate with an erect penis. Of course, you could… Never mind. I promised my sisters no more talk about defecation.”

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