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Shit. He’s more aware than I thought. When I don’t come up with a response quick enough, his lips draw up into a wicked snarl.
“I thought so. So, what the fuck do you want from me, huh?”
No use in pretending. I’ve been curious about this guy for months, so I might as well jump right in and see what happens.
“I want to know what you were doing with that woman.”
His brows furrow briefly, his head cocking to the side. “What woman?”
I straighten my back, feeling smug as I get the upper hand. “You just said I followed you from the coffee house to this hotel. What makes you think I only saw you?” He stares back at me. “Or do you meanwhichwoman?” I arch a brow, waiting for a reply.
The briefest flash of concern crosses his eyes before he smothers it, loosening his shoulders as he slips his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “She your girl or something?”
“I don’t have a girl.”
“You want her?” he questions, pointing as if she’s standing next to us.
“No. That’s not why I’m asking.”
He rolls his eyes and goes to the sink, giving me his back like I can’t see his reflection in the mirror. It’s a pretty classic move to keep someone from seeing the fear in your eyes or the lies on your lips. He’s putting on an act because that’s what he does. But I’ve been doing that for years. I can see the signs.
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about, man. I brought a girl here to fuck. If she’s not yours then I don’t see the issue.” He finishes washing his hands before heading to the paper towel dispenser. “I think you’re just a fucking weirdo stalker.”
“I’mthe stalker?”
He spins around. “Who else?”
I want to yell,you, motherfucker!But I don’t. “Is she waiting in the room for you now?”
“Do you want to join us? Is that what this is about? Kinda weird to fixate on a random couple, but I’m not opposed to threesomes.”
This fucking guy. He’s making me sound like him.Stalker. Fixate.Well, I guess he’s not too off the mark, but he doesn’t need to know that.
I call his bluff, simply because I want to see if this girl is really waiting for him in a room or if he ditched her when he realized I was on his tail, therefore unable to go through with what he really wanted to do.
“Yeah. I’ll join you.”
His eyes widen and he chokes out a laugh. “You’re fucking crazy, man. You know that, right?” He pushes past me and into the hall. I follow.
“You offered.”
“It’s like when someone says,call me if you ever need anything.It’s something you say when you don’t actually expect them to take you up on it.”
Which is what I figured and why I said yes.
“So, you’re taking your offer back?” I ask, trailing him as he struts down the hall.
He laughs again, shaking his head. “No. You can come.” The last word drips with innuendo as he emphasizes it, angling his head over his shoulder.
We turn a corner and he digs into his pocket for the key. I begin to worry that maybe I misjudged the situation. Just because he’s a stalker and potentially a killer of women doesn’t mean he can’t rent a hotel room to fuck someone in. Everyone needs to get laid. However, I’m not so sure I want to be involved in this. Maybe he’s calling my bluff, and now I don’t know how to get out of it.
He seems to know what I’m thinking as he throws me a glance before opening the door, a smug little grin on his face.
I follow him inside, my eyes scanning the room. There’s no girl in sight. He heads toward the bathroom, disappearing for a few seconds before reemerging with a shrug. “I guess she left.”
My eyes stay focused on him, narrowing slightly as I search for any tells. He holds my gaze, face stoic.
“That’s too bad,” I say.
