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“You’re leaving?”
He turned around. “Why do you sound like that? Like you want me to stay?”
She clasped her hands under her chin and ladled her tone with sarcasm to hide the fact that she was serious. “Please, please stay with me, Lucas. I want you to stay, baby.”
He glared at her before scanning the rest of her body, down to the sleeves covering her arms.
“Stop it, or I’ll stay,” he warned.
“Sure, you will.”
“You’re hell-bent on being difficult.”
“How am I being difficult?”
“Order room service.” He stepped into his pants. “I want eggs, potatoes, meat, and fruit. I’m getting my stuff from my room,allof my stuff, and I’ll be back. I’m staying here until we fly out.”
She grabbed a pillow, sat on the bed, and held it against her midsection. “I don’t want you to stay.”
“You have an extra room.”
“Like you’re going to sleep there. Just like last night, if you stay here, you’ll crawl into bed with me.” She shook her head. “Nope. Don’t come back. I’m not trying to wake up with your arms around me. You smell like Sauvage in the morning. That scent’s going to be on me for the rest of the day.”
“Good,” he growled. “It’ll be a deterrent. A keep-away spray for the assholes who miss the ring on your finger.”
“I can take the ring off.”
“Oh, I dare you to.”
She toyed with the band.
“It won’t matter, anyway,” he said. “I only have one presentation. So, for the rest of the conference, we’ll be stuck together like two-sided tape. Keep talking, and I’ll call you up on stage and stick my tongue so far down your throat, you gag. You could smell like the epitome of ‘single woman.’ I guarantee it won’t make a difference after that.”
On the outside, she grimaced. Inside, fireworks went haywire from her midsection to the cradle of her thighs.
“Eggs, potatoes, meat, and fruit, dear wife,” he hissed.
“Fine, dear husband,” she spat.
“And make sure you order something for you. Make sure you eat.” He tugged his shirt on over his head. “I’m coming back. You better open that door.”
She gestured to the nightstand. “Why don’t you take ‘your’ key since you’re so determined?”
He went to the nightstand and snatched up the spare room key. “I’ll be back in twenty minutes.”
She rolled her eyes. “Saraci, whatever. You’re not coming back.”
“Don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Test me.”
He walked backward, his narrowed gaze locked with hers until his back and the closing door broke their line of sight to one another.
Sighing, she fell back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. This wouldn’t end well. For it to end amicably, they would both have to agree to sign some sort of peace treaty—or fall in love.
Either way, she liked him.
