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His words still burned into me though.

Zane’s throwaways.

Was he bored of me already? Maybe I needed to step it up a notch and show him exactly what I could give him.

Once inside my apartment, I ran to the shower to wash off that creepy driver’s disgusting feel on my skin. The hot water cascaded down over my shoulders, the water pressure was perfect for the best hot water massage to ease all the tension I had been carrying around.

I pulled open my walk-in wardrobe and looked through the skimpy babydoll nighties Zane had gifted me with this apartment. Usually, I waited naked for him but that was just too easy. I wanted him to work for it tonight. I opened the top drawer and pulled out my black and hot pink lace bra and matching thong and slid into it. I piled my hair up just the way he liked it, with curls draped around my face. Putting a fresh pair of cotton candy stilettos on, I propped my phone on the tripod I had bought months ago for taking such photos to tease him with and I posed on the bed.

After taking a few photos for him, I giggled as I ran over to my phone and looked through the ones I’d taken. They were perfect.

I sent him another photo while I was running my hands down my body, toward my panties with my head pushed against the pillows. It was perfect.

As I hit send, I looked at the time and realized just how late it had gotten.

Shit.

His response was fast.

Z: I’m in the hotel. I’ll be up in a few minutes and then I’m going to spank you until you beg me to stop.

P: You’re going to have to wait, big boy. Forgot I had dinner with Mom.

Z: Make an excuse.

I could. There would be no way she’d come and drag me to dinner but I kind of liked having him wait for me now.

P: Come around about 9.

Z: Paisley…

I turned my phone off and ran to the wardrobe to find a dress and quickly slipped it on before I grabbed my phone and my purse and headed to the elevator. The restaurant was in the neighboring tower along with the hotel. I got out of the elevator and ran over to the skywalk to the next set of elevators that would take me to the ground floor where the bars and restaurants were. As I exited the elevator on the ground floor, I saw him.

In all of his glory.

In a tux.

Zane looked at me, breaking from the concentration he had focused on who he was talking to. I could tell it wasn’t a good conversation. He was annoyed but I liked the fact he couldn’t tear his eyes away from me.

He knew what I had on underneath and he was giving me that glare that really should have me running scared back to my apartment. Instead, I smiled at him as I passed by. The man he was talking to turned and looked at me. Those cold, dark eyes sent a chill down my spine and straight to my pussy.

I liked how it felt but something told me he wasn’t someone to play with. He frowned as he looked from Zane to me before I turned and headed into the restaurant.

Something about the way he looked between Zane and I had me feeling a little unsafe. It caused a reaction in me that had my pussy throbbing with need.

But I couldn’t put my finger on it.

Who the hell was that guy?

Halen

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked me as he stormed over to me. I stood in the foyer of his beloved hotel, scoping out the place. I hadn’t been here in years but I could tell he’d done a lot to it.

“I’m checking out the digs, brother,” I said with a smirk. “Thinking of staying for a night.”

“Like hell you are,” he ground out. “Get out.”

Just as I was about to retort, I saw his attention drift from me and turn. My eyes followed his to see a hot young thing in a bright pink dress walk past us. She gave Zane a little smirk that hinted at more. Judging by the way his eyes all but glazed over, I could tell she was more than a guest here. She couldn’t be older than her early twenties, and her little smirk as she walked past without a word had my brother at a loss for words.

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