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Its twinkling lights beckon me over, and the woman’s shapely silhouette becomes a little clearer. As her curves come into focus, I’m drawn towards her, even more than the Christmas tree. The dark grey pants hug her hips and ass so perfectly that I have to fight the urge to grab them. Her light brown hair is tied in a high ponytail, her silky locks glistening in the sunlight from the window.
I look around me, but I don’t see anyone else. The lady at the front desk did say that the rest of the staff still at the resort will vacate the premises this afternoon. If that’s true, then who is this woman?
Surely there are no guests left in the hotel. And she didn’t seem like an employee. Nevertheless, I can’t pass up the opportunity to talk to her.
“It’s pretty big, huh,” I say with a smile.
She slowly turns to me, and her bright brown eyes take me by surprise. Not only does she have a great ass, but she has a gorgeous face too. Lips that I’d love to suck on. And I can imagine that her jacket can only be hiding the most perfect set of tits I’ve ever seen.
“Excuse me?” she asks, her brow furrowing as she eyes me.
“The tree,” I grin.
“Right,” she slowly nods, taking a step away from me.
“I was under the impression all the staff left the resort already,” I say, trying to keep the conversation going.I usually don’t have a hard time striking up a conversation with someone, especially a beautiful woman. But then again, I was taken by surprise by her presence. Clearly, my charm needs to be turned up a notch to impress this woman.
“If you think the tree is impressive, why don’t I give you a little tour of the hotel?” I offer.
She turns to me and cocks her head. “A tour of the hotel? Or your room?”
“Well, when you put itthatway,” I smirk and shift my weight.
She scoffs and crosses her arms.
“I’m Anson,” I say, introducing myself a little late.
“I know who you are,” she replies. “Anson Mallard, the inspector for Tobyn International.”
I purse my lips and stare at her. This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve met someone I don’t know, but they know who I am.
I hold out my hand to her and grin. “And you are?”
“Kinsley Butler, from Zephyr.”
My grin fades quickly, and I lower my hand. She’s Zephyr’s inspector, the one Frank told me about. I’ve even had a few strongly worded email conversations with her this past year. But I had never met or spoken to her in person or on the phone.
“So, you’re the inspector,” I say, crossing my arms with amusement.
“Why do you look so surprised?” she asks.
“No reason. I simply thought that Zephyr would send someone more…” My voice trails as I look her over, and holy crap, I like what I see. She'd be in serious trouble if she weren't my rival.
“Masculine?” she asks and narrows her eyes at me.
“That’s not what I said.”
“You think I can’t get the job done because I’m a woman?”
“No. You simply don’t look like the type of woman who would be going around inspecting buildings for a living,” I say.
“My dad was in construction, and I picked up a lot from him,” she replies. “Don’t think you know me because you don’t.”
“Okay, whatever you say,” I scoff.
“Plus, I’m not here to make small talk with you or engage in any kind of conversation with you. Much less take a tour of the hotel with you as my guide. I’m here to do my job, inspect the property, and get the hell out of here.”
“So that’s a no for a tour of the hotel,” I joke.
