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A lot.
A whole lot.
Smiling, she covered her face with the pillow to muffle a scream.
ChapterFour
She had the nerve to look surprised.
When he showed up with his bags, she’d had the nerve to look like she’d honestly been expecting him not to return.
It was like this woman hadn’t heard a word he’d said, ever since they first met. He’d never been this controlled by a woman, and once she understood how big of a deal that was for him, maybe she would lower that pretty eyebrow of hers.
Lucas inwardly groaned.
Was he now the kind of man attracted to a woman’s eyebrows?
Then again, he had to look at her face, which was where her eyebrows were. If he didn’t, he would notice the damp droplets on the column of her neck, some dripping down into the towel wrapped around her body’s generous curves. She’d wrapped her hair around her head and covered it in some kind of mesh, and a colorful shower cap dangled from her fingers.
A gentleman would have backed out.
Backed down.
Called off the bet.
But it wasn’t easy to be a gentleman around Raina. It wasn’t easy to pretend, and that was only one reason out of a handful that made him love being around her.
“Breakfast will be up in about fifteen minutes,” she said. A droplet kissed her collarbone. “I made sure to get you your eggs, potatoes, grilled steak, and mixed tropical fruit.”
He grabbed the bag that held all his toiletries and started for the bathroom, but he couldn’t walk past her without yanking her toward him using the front of the towel.
Again, it didn’t take much.
As much contempt as she claimed to have for him, she never resisted coming to him. If things went his way, she wouldn’t resist eventually comingforhim, either.
“Thank you for ordering breakfast, Rai,” he said. “I appreciate it.”
She sucked on her bottom lip and released it so wet, he immediately let her go and disappeared inside the bathroom. If he didn’t, he would suck on that bottom lip, and he wouldn’t stop until she ended up in the shower with him, her back pressed against the shower wall while she attempted to scream his name around his tongue.
He showered using the coldest setting.
By the time he was done, the hotel staff had arranged their breakfast on the table in the suite’s dining area. While the suite did have a second bedroom and bathroom, he’d climbed into bed with her last night, not interested in being away from her less than thirty minutes after they both said, “I do.”
And she didn’t argue with him.
She even came closer at one point, set her head on his chest, tossed an arm over his midsection, and sighed a happy-ish sigh. A sigh about two tiers above content.
Had she truly hated him, she would have never sighed while holding him. She would have woken up this morning and asked him to leave the room while scrambling for her phone to check the annulment requirements for the state of Nevada.
She sat at the table, her food untouched, one leg tucked under as she scrolled through her phone. When she noticed him, she looked up and smiled, and he quickly took the seat across from her to avoid peeling her out of her hoodie and leggings and setting her on his “lap.”
“Coffee?” he asked. “To help with any hangover symptoms. It’s not proven, but it works for some people.”
“Oh, right. Hangover symptoms.” She nodded. “Sure.”
He filled two mugs.
She chewed on a piece of toast, back to staring at her phone.
