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“Mrs. Suzannah Caffrey.”
“Ms. That’s me but I didn’t order any breakfast.”
Another tickling sensation coursed through me and I lifted my head toward the door.
“No, ma’am. Someone else did.”
As soon as the bellman finished the statement, Kendrick slid against the doorjamb, giving me the kind of heated look that would crumble a mountain of marble.
“Thank you,” Kendrick said then pulled money from his pocket. Two hundred-dollar bills were easy to see as he handed the sum to the bellman, the younger man nodding and grinning before walking out.
The moment the door was closed, Kendrick locked it.
“What are you doing?” I demanded, folding my arms across my chest, feeling giddy inside, butterflies swarming my stomach.
He advanced, lifting one of the domes. The scent of steaming scrambled eggs assaulted my senses and my mouth watered again. Did it really have anything to do with the food or about the man standing in front of me? On this gloriously sunny day, he was dressed in off-white linen trousers and a deep cobalt blue shirt.
My God, the man was stunning. And he was irritating as hell.
“Get out of my room.”
“No can do, sweetheart. First, you walked away without my permission. Then you refused to have breakfast with me. Both are completely unacceptable.” He took his time selecting a strawberry, holding the juicy piece of fruit into the air. Then he lifted his gaze. “And there’s that favor you need.”
He was enjoying the hell out of this.
“Get out or I’ll have you thrown out.”
“It would seem you’re in need of something that only I can give you.”
The arrogance of the man had finally taken a toll on me. If he thought he could enter my room doing a hostile takeover, he had another think coming. However, I was curious as to what he had on his mind. “What is it exactly that you are so certain I need?” I couldn’t remember exactly what I’d said earlier, which was as unnerving as the situation.
He popped the strawberry into his mouth, chewing it thoughtfully. There was something innately sexy about the simple action, as if I’d never seen anyone chewing their food before.
“A fiancé for a wedding that you obviously have no interest in attending but are required as with all family obligations, good or bad. Now, you are in luck in that out of the blue I decided to take a few days off after a very important meeting I had. That’s rare for me given I’m an important man. And as I said, extremely wealthy.”
I couldn’t help but smile, enjoying the way he thought he was king of the hill. It was obvious from my ridiculous behavior the night before that I’d given him the wrong impression. I certainly wasn’t a pushover, nor did I tolerate insufferable jerks easily.
“Oh, you are, are you?” I asked coyly. “An important man, I mean. Or so you think.”
“Yes, I am. I’m paid very well for my services.”
It was all I could do to keep from laughing.
“Then pray tell, what would you charge a damsel in distress for helping her blitz through several days of wedding events with what I consider to be a difficult family situation?”
“That would depend.” He grabbed a handful of blueberries, tossing them into his mouth. He was enjoying the hell out of making me uncomfortable. Little did he know what I was capable of. “As you might guess, I make more money in my sleep that most people do in a lifetime.”
And he didn’t mind flaunting it.
“Oh, please.” Fortunately, I regained some of my verve, swaggering toward him, ignoring how handsome and carefree he seemed. “Okay then. Why don’t you provide a list of your demands and needs. I’m happy to accommodate to a certain point. But there would be rules to follow.”
His grin was positively infectious, but the smile was because of his amusement over what I’d said.
He walked closer, or I should say he swaggered closer. Why did his scent capture the essence of what we’d shared the night before, blissful and mindless passion? I tried to look away, but the man made it next to impossible given his utter… power.
“It would be you who followed my rules,prekrasna kvitka. And what I want and the single thing that I will accept is your complete and total surrender.”
The words were said in such a flippant way that after a few seconds I burst out laughing. “That’s it?”
