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“Ronnie.”
“Then I’ll dump all the pieces into the ocean.” She finished with a self-satisfied nod. Yes, that was exactly what she was going to do. She raised an eyebrow at Terrence. How was it possible for him to remain so calm? “Are you coming with me?”
He didn’t answer her question but stood and walked to stand in front of her. She had to look up at him in that position, and she didn’t like it one bit. “Don’t loom over me.”
“I’m not looming. I’m standing. It’s not my fault you’re short.”
“It feels like you’re looming,” she said. “Are you coming with me? Two against four is better than one.”
He placed a hand on her shoulder. “I think we should sit down and discuss this rationally before doing something we’ll regret later.”
“Of course you think that.” She shoved his hand off her. “You’re a guy.”
“What the hell does that have to do with anything?”
She took a step back. Looking up at him the way she had been put a crick in her neck. “It has everything to do with everything. When a picture is taken showing a man and a woman having sex against a window, what’s said about the woman?” She didn’t wait for him to reply. “What a whore!”
He shook his head and opened his mouth, but she held her hand up. “No. Don’t try to tell me that’s not how it is. It’s exactly what’s said about a woman. But what’s said about the man? Does he get called a man whore? Maybe, but it’s said with a laugh and a smile that translates tohe has a dick, what else do you expect?And then he’ll be labeled a playboy and nothing else will be said.”
For several long seconds, they stood like that until Terrence finally sighed. “I understand what you’re saying, and I’m not going to disagree with you, but I still believe we need to think this through before doing anything.”
She knew he was right. It was never a good idea to run into a potentially bad situation unprepared. She was just so… mad. But she took a deep breath and nodded.
“Thank you,” Terrence said. “First of all, please believe me when I say I don’t think they were outside last night. It’s a two-and-a-half-hour direct flight to Portland from LA, which is where most of these bastards are from. The timing wouldn’t fit.”
That made sense and left her feeling a little less ragey. “Okay.”
“Secondly, I’m not sure who they think is here. It might not even be us.”
“True,” she said. “But I think we should operate with the assumption being they do know it’s us.”
He thought for a moment. “Yes, you’re right. That’s what we’ll do.”
His approval wasn’t what she expected, and she was oddly pleased he’d agreed with her. She looked at where his hand rested on his knee with his fingers lightly tapping the denim material. Her cheeks heated as she recalled memories from the night before. Even though they’d been talking about it, she hadn’t thought about the actual act. Was one of the fingers absentmindedly patting away one of the ones he’d put inside her? Or, perhaps, one that sent her climax soaring as it swept over her clit? And was it just last night? Between the crazy dream and discovering the men outside, sex with Terrence felt like days ago.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking,” he said in a low, raspy voice. “But you better get your mind on something else before I’m tempted to take you again and not give a fuck who’s watching.”
“Am I that easy to read?” she asked. “I’ve always thought I had a pretty good poker face.”
“You’re that easy to read when it comes to sex,” he said, moving a bit closer. “And I don’t know about the regular kind, but you’d definitely lose at strip poker every damn time.”
The image of the two of them playing cards, with him dressed and her totally naked, shouldn’t have turned her on the way it did. Not with four strange men who were more than likely paparazzi waiting outside, but it did anyway. It did a lot. A fact not lost on Terrence.
He groaned as if she’d touched him. “Holy fuck, woman, what you do to me. Hold that thought until we get somewherewe’re certain is 100 percent private.” He lowered his voice. “And I’ll make it happen.”
She didn’t even bother asking how he knew what she was thinking. She only smiled. “You better.”
Before she took her next breath, she was in his arms and he covered her lips with his.
If she’d expected the night before to have taken the edge off whatever it was between them, it wasn’t reflected in their kiss. He appeared just as ravenous for her as she was for him. She actually thought the need between them felt more intense, even as she realized that didn’t make sense. Everything they’d done the night before should have cooled things down between them. Not turned up the heat.
“I warned you.” He spoke against her lips while his hands slipped under her shirt. The warmth of his fingertips electrified her skin. “I don’t care who’s outside. I don’t care what they want. They can’t hear us, and they certainly can’t see us.”
“Only because the shade’s down,” she said, reaching for the waistband of his pants. From what she saw moments ago, all she would find underneath the soft cotton was 100 percent Terrence.
“Fortunately for us, this isn’t the window you checked after your dream. Up,” he said, tugging her arms, and she lifted them so he could pull the shirt over her head. He froze as the shirt fell to the floor, his eyes glued to her chest.
“Something wrong?” She cupped her breasts and gave him a sultry smile. “I didn’t put a bra on before going up to check the window, and when I came back down, I decided I didn’t want to wear one.” She flicked her thumbs over her nipples to make them peak. “Nasty things, bras. Sometimes the girls just want to be free, you know?”
