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“One day you will discover love and maybe then you won’t be so jaded. I’ll never understand how someone like you writes these romance novels with such ease.”
I frown, “Me either.”
Is it because, deep down, this is what I want? Do I want love, not just sex? Would I ever be able to bare my soul to another if I truly believed I was in love? I doubt it. It’s just not me. It’s why I don’t do relationships, they are messy and always lead to someone getting hurt. What if that someone is me? If you don’t fall in love, you can’t get hurt. It is as simple as that.
* * *
I get back to my room, and the light on my phone is flashing. That’s strange because everyone that knows me has my cell phone number. I listen to the message. It’s the voice that makes me tingle between my legs.
“I’ll be there in an hour, I’m used to getting what I want. I’m not taking no for an answer.”
Persistent ass isn’t he! He must’ve gotten my room number from the front desk. I take a quick shot of tequila because I’m nervous. I take the elevator one floor up to the sixth floor. Knocking on the door, I have butterflies in my stomach and I’m filled with regret. This is a terrible idea. I turn to make a quick escape back to safety. This man feels dangerous to me. There’s something about him that terrifies me.
Jamie opens the door and grabs my hand and pulls me into his arms. As I cast my eyes up to him, he smiles.
“What are you so afraid of? Surely, we can have a drink together.”
He puts his hand in my hair, pulls my head slightly back, and inhales.
Whispering in my ear, he says, “You are so captivating, but I promise I won’t touch you again without you wanting me to.”
He lets go of me and I think I would rather be back in his arms. Taking my hand, he pulls me inside his room. It looks just like mine. A cream-colored microfiber sofa sits to the left with a matching chair beside it separated by a black coffee table. On the other side of the room, there is a kitchenette, a black kitchen table and matching chairs. The bedroom, like my room, must be down the hall across from the bathroom.
“Did you just sniff me?”
Looking back, he gives me a sexy smile, “Maybe, but only because you smell so incredible.”
Handing me a vodka tonic, he smiles. Jamie makes small talk mostly. He tells me about his newest novel. He has a signing here tomorrow, which is why he’s in this hotel.
“Why did you insist on this drink?”
“Hmm. Because you’re beautiful. Because I want you. Because you confuse me and I want to know you better. Mostly because I want you.”
“I’m unavailable.”
“Why don’t you do relationships?”
I sigh, “That’s kind of personal, don’t you think?”
He waits for an answer, so I give him what he wants.
“Relationships are messy. Someone always gets hurt. I don’t want to get hurt and I don’t want to hurt anyone. So I don’t do them. It protects everyone.”
“Have you been in a relationship?”
Shaking my head, “No. I have rules for myself and I always follow them.”
“What are the rules?” he asks.
Rolling my eyes at him I respond, “I don’t sleep with anyone. I don’t kiss.”
“You’re celibate?”
Giggling, “No I’m not. I have sex, but they don’t sleep in my bed. Nothing intimate.”
“You don’t kiss?”
I shake my head, “Never.”
