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That doesn’t sound like Marion. “She would have called your bluff.”
“She did.”
“How?”
“I told her my roommate was a hacker, and he would access her phone transcripts.”
“Eric wasn’t a hacker. He barely even knew how to use Excel.”
“I know that, but she didn’t. I didn’t even know if you could access phone transcripts, and even if I could, how did I know there’d be anything discriminating on those calls? Apparently, it scared her enough.” He shrugged. “People like her always have skeletons in their closet. I used it to my advantage.”
He’d protected me so many times in college, and now I was finding out that he had protected me even beyond my knowledge. He stood up to Marion, and not many people could say that. She had claws and wasn’t afraid to use them.
I threw my arms around his neck. “Thank you,” I whispered against his ear.
His large hand pressed against the small of my back, holding me to him. My nipples tightened beneath my bra as his heat mixed with my own.
He pulled away, and I hated the minute his hands left me. I wanted to nuzzle back in his arms and stay there until this blasted weekend was over.
“What else did Marion say?”
“She kind of found out I booked two rooms so… I guess we’re roomies this weekend.”
His jaw tightened, and his eyes turned to unflinching stone before he visibly eased, a smile tugging at the edge of his mouth. “Not like we haven’t slept together before.”
He turned toward the exit and started walking. I stood there frozen, my legs and brain clearly not on the same page. Visions of our one night together slammed into me with unrelenting force. I purposely tried not to think about that night—too many emotions, too many memories, and too much heartbreak.
Now I had no choice. The minute we got to our hotel and shut the door behind us, there would be nowhere to run. I’d be a prisoner to a past I couldn’t escape, no matter how hard I had tried.
The feel of Phoebe’s body pressed against mine still lingered. How the hell was I supposed to share a room with her? She wielded the key card and scanned us in, pushing the door open. I stood aside for her to enter first. I grabbed the suitcases and stumbled when my eyes landed on the single bed in the middle of the room.
Fuck me.
It was barely a king. More like a slightly oversized queen. You’d think in a hotel that charges twice the amount as the place down the street, they’d at least accommodate with a California king. Then again, that size wouldn’t be big enough either. Phoebe and I would still be in the same bed with no divider.
“You hungry? I’m hungry.” Phoebe spun and headed for the door. I hadn’t even put the suitcases down.
“I can always eat.” I placed the suitcases at the far end of the room, and when I turned toward the door, Phoebe was already there.
Back in college, being alone together was a normal occurrence. We spent our nights studying and watching movies. Occasionally, we’d venture out to a party or two, but with my determination to ace all my classes and graduate with a 4.0 GPA, I needed to stay focused. Thinking on it now, Phoebe was probably the biggest distraction of all.
We stepped into the elevator without a word. The doors closed, and the silence clung to the air, pressing in around us. Her daisy scent infiltrated my senses, making my mouth water. She stood stiffly, arms crossed over her chest, legs crossed at the ankles.
I tugged at my collar, wishing like hell the elevator doors would open. It felt like a damn eternity before we made it down the three floors to the lobby.
It’s not that I was uncomfortable, or that anything about this was awkward. No, I’d prefer that. Instead, all I could do was to keep myself from pinning Phoebe to the wall and kissing her. Fucking hell.
Phoebe Hodge was a mere blip in my mind until she strutted that tight ass back into my life. Now I couldn’t get her out of my head. She was there in my waking moments as well as my dreams, one vivid memory more erotic than the last.
This was going to be a very long weekend.
Phoebe darted out of the elevator as if she was escaping a fire. I caught up to her, grabbing her elbow, immediately aware of my mistake. Electricity sparked through my hand and straight to my dick. I swallowed the rush of desire overtaking my limbs and mind.
“What do you feel like eating?” she asked.
You.“Whatever’s good with you.”
“There’s a pub the next block over.”
