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She tapped the card against the scanner and watched as the light turned green. When she stepped in, her bag was sitting near the dresser.
“What the fuck?”
Hunter caught the door before it closed. “What was that?”
“How did Jeeves get here with my bag before we did?”
He chuckled. “First, his name is Ron. Second, it’s a trick of the trade. Service elevator is faster than the guest elevators. Don’t tell anyone.”
He backed out of the room again, and the door shut with a soft click.
With a slow grin, she looked around the spacious room before taking a running start toward the bed. When she jumped, she landed in the middle of the mattress with a giggle.
Rylee rolled off the bed again and ran her fingers through her shoulder length hair, thinking again that it was time for a haircut.
She decided not to change since she’d made it through her entire trip without spilling anything on herself—a minor miracle considering the popcorn incident.
With her key card tucked in the back pocket of her jeans, she grabbed her sunglasses and hat and opened her door. It wasn’t until she stepped into the hallway that she realized she didn’t have a clue where she was going.
“You must be Rylee Colton,” a voice said from her left.
She turned slowly as the deep velvet voice sent a shiver down her spine.
“Memphis Foster. Glad you got here. I wasn’t aware of how beautiful you are. I’ll have to thank Hunter for that bonus.”
She swallowed the lump in her throat as he extended his hand.
He wore a dark green button-up shirt that was clearly expensive. It hugged his torso and shoulders, and the top two buttons were undone, revealing a smooth tanned chest. His strawberry-blond hair was unruly, as if he’d been running his hands through it a lot today. But his thick beard was pristine and well groomed, and she wanted to runherhands through it. The intense eyes that pierced into her made her lick her lips. Images of those eyes staring back at her as he fucked her flashed through her mind.
Jesus, Rylee. Get a grip.It had clearly been too long since she’d been laid.
“I’m not sure how you’re supposed to teach my friends poker if you’re mute, Miss Colton.”
A giggle escaped her. “Sorry. You just startled me. It’s nice to meet you, Mr. Foster.”
He narrowed his eyes. “Call me Memphis. Unless you prefer Sir.”
Chapter 2
Memphiswatchedasthegirl’s cheeks turned red. Did she understand what he meant by asking if she preferred Sir? Would she show up at Hunter’s party tonight? He wasn’t expecting to be struck by her beauty the way he was. When Hunter told him who he’d hired for his best friend’s bachelor weekend, he’d gone looking for footage of her tournaments online. There wasn’t much because she didn’t play in a lot of televised competitions, but in what he had seen, she’d been bundled in hoodies and sunglasses. That style wasn’t just a stereotype. Lots of poker players actually found the shrouding garb effective in hiding their tells and involuntary responses to their hands. At least that’s what he’d been told.
“I’m going to be blunt,” he said, as he stared down at her. “You’re gorgeous and I might have a hard time not staring at you, so I don’t know how much I’m going to learn this week.”
Memphis had never played professionally, but he’d entered a few high roller Vegas tournaments just for the hell of it. The lessons were for his friends.
Rylee smirked. “I appreciate the honesty. Maybe the cap and glasses will help you not stare.”
“Or you can come to bed with me, and I can get you out of my system and focus.”
Her mouth dropped open, and he slipped his hand around her elbow and began moving toward his penthouse.
As he led Rylee down the hall, he felt his phone buzz and was certain it was his attorney without looking at the screen. He just hoped it wasn’t more unpleasant news.
He pressed ignore, intent on delivering the sexy poker player to his friends so they could get the lessons started, but the lawyer just called right back.
“Give me five fucking minutes,” he snapped into the phone before ending the call and shoving it into his pocket.
Beside him, Rylee stiffened at his harsh tone.
