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“Doubtful.” His lips brush my throat. “What else? We can do anything you want.”
“A hot shower. Clean clothes.” I’m breathing fast as his lips move toward mine. I should push him back, disengage from this, but I’m still dizzy from that last kiss. “A night spent alone in my bed.”
“I can do two of the three.”
Then he kisses me again, and I know what he has waiting in our room.
Chapter16
Keely
The room is red and gold with silver accents. I barely get a glimpse at the sitting area before he’s pulling me toward the bedroom. “I just realized I don’t have any clothes,” I say, trying to resist his gravitational draw. “Maybe we can just fly home tonight?”
But he doesn’t seem to care. “I’ll have a new wardrobe sent up tomorrow.”
“A wardrobe? Sorry, you’re doing what?”
“Buying you new clothes.” He stands beside the bathroom door, arms crossed over his chest, as I linger at the foot of the bed. “Now, undress.”
“Excuse me?”
“All of that.” He gestures at my outfit with a frown. “Remove it.”
“I don’t think so.” I take a step back. “I know you’re looking forward to a wedding night, but I told you, we’re not having sex.”
“You asked for a hot shower and a change of clothes. Do you plan on washing yourself while wearing jeans?”
“I plan on washing myselfalone.”
He smirks. “I’ve seen it all before.”
“And you won’t ever see it again if you talk like that.” I glare at him, getting annoyed. “Seriously, Nolan, what am I supposed to change into?”
His head tilts in what I’ve come to understand is his thinking expression. Then he nods to himself. “I’ll call to the front desk and have them procure you something.”
“Sorry, you’ll what now?”
“There are several decent places to shop in the city. I’ll have something brought over.”
“It’sthree in the morning,” I say, shaking my head. “There’s got to be a limit to what money can do.”
“You clearly don’t understand money then.” He walks to the bedroom door. “Enjoy your shower. I’ll be back shortly.”
Before I can complain, he disappears, shutting the door behind him.
Leaving me alone.
I’m pissed off, but I take a beat to breathe, slowly calming myself. I’m exhausted, running ragged, but at least the room is sumptuous. Crisp, soft sheets, gold-patterned wallpaper, modern styling. Plenty of space. Plus, a sitting area, a vanity, and a small wet bar.
“Fucking hell,” I mumble to myself before shoving my head into the bathroom. “Fucking hell!”
The bathroom is bigger than my apartment back home. And a lot nicer.
Reluctantly, I turn on the shower and undress. There’s a big, fluffy white robe hanging in the closet, which I commandeer for my own. Once under the shockingly perfect rainfall spray, I use all manner of products, from hair stuff to body stuff, not really sure what any of it actually does, but it all smells nice. By the time I’m done, it’s like I broke into a perfume store and went wild.
I’m thinking about Nolan as I dry off and wrap myself in the robe. This happened so quickly that I barely had time to consider the fallout from what we just did, but now that I’m alone and clean, I can’t help but wonder how everyone back at Smoke is going to react.
Nobody will be happy. Fulco might not care, but he doesn’t care about anything. Bernie will be disappointed. Jamila will be pissed. And Ash, well, I’m terrified of what she’ll say.
