Page 10 of Silver Santa


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A hint of shock raced across her face, but she quickly composed herself.

“Herpes isn’t warm either,” she said dryly.

Getting a good chuckle at this, I shook my head. “Do you have herpes?”

“No, of course not!”

Relieved, I replied, “Good. Then we don’t have a problem.”

She set her mask over her face before swiping her card. The sensor pad near the door beeped, and she looked back over her shoulder, saying, “Wait here.”

Ignoring her advice, I followed her into the small suite. A fold-out couch was already open with the sheets turned down, where I guessed Laura planned to sleep. She picked up the tea from the table and left for Allie’s room. Standing in the doorway, I forgot about the massage appointment I didn’t have, and the meeting I promised my cousin to discuss a new organized crime ring. Laura was more entertaining than any boring meeting I could have been stuck in.

“How is Allie?” I asked when she returned.

“She sipped on the tea and fell back asleep. Do I need anything with me?”

“No, you’re good. Ready?”

She nodded.

We left the room, and she followed me down a private hallway leading directly to the spa.

“I didn't realize we could go this way.”

“I’ve been coming here since before I could hit on the masseuse.” I winked, and she offered a bemused smile.

“This corridor is not on the blueprints.”

“The spa is a newer addition with a natural waterfall. You checked the blueprints?”

“Doesn’t everyone?”

“No.”

“I take it from my overprotective and overbearing parents. I like to know my surroundings; you know, in case the bad guys attack.”

I scratched at my jaw. “In case the bad guys attack? You were a nutcracker tonight.”

She turned around once she reached the bottom step and set her hands on her hips.

“Sometimes I try to pretend my work is more important than opening doors for billionaires and”—her gaze fell to my crotch—“cracking nuts.”

“Ouch.” I followed her through the next door.

“So I check blueprints, just in case. You never know when you’ll need a quick exit.” She stopped at the glass entrance. “It’s closed.”

I clicked a code on my watch, and the door slid open. Beyond, an oasis of foliage with the sound of a nearby waterfall. The developers built the spa lounge into a pre-existing cave.

I gestured her inside, but she stopped me, keeping her keen eyes on my face. A part of me wanted to force her inside the spa, to impress her, while another was desperate for her to stay right next to me.

“If you’re buttering me up for a naked massage, then today may be your lucky day, Mr. Silver.”

“I promise, I’ll remember that.”

“You make promises to women often, Mr. Silver?”

The way my name slid off her tongue made me want to promise her more than the world. I would give her the universe. Anything she wanted to stay at my side, anything she craved—I would make it happen.

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