Page 34 of The Vegas Lie


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“Maybe,” his lips brushed her ear, “if you begged.”

ChapterSix

They networked.

Saw a couple of shows.

Explored the Vegas strip.

They even went hiking at Red Rock Canyon.

Although they didn’t get the chance to go to the pool as it had remained packed the entire time, she didn’t need it. Lucas slept beside her in the same bed, and she fell asleep in his arms. It didn’t matter that they woke up apart; they gravitated to one another every morning.

She didn’t kiss him, and there’d been no sex. Yet, it was the perfect trip.

Was.

“You’re going to make us late, Saraci!” Raina stuck her feet into her sneakers, tossed a long cardigan over her belted jumpsuit, and quickly looked around the bedroom before heading out. “Saraci?”

Lucas stood in the middle of the suite, watching her with a raised eyebrow. All he had on was a dress shirt and chinos, and she still had to do a double take.

“Why are you yelling?” he asked. “I’m the one waiting for you, Mrs. ‘It’ll only take me five minutes to finish my hair.’”

She rolled her eyes. “Still acting like a toddler, I see.”

“A toddler? You nearly threw a tantrum.”

“You canceled my ride to the airport.”

“Because we’re riding together.”

“You could have at least run it by me.”

“I did.”

“Yeah,afteryou canceled the ride.” She wagged a finger at him. “There’s a word for what you are. I can’t think of it right now, but there’s a word.”

She reached for her suitcase, but he stepped in front of her and grabbed the handle. The movement sent a cloud of his cologne into the air, temporarily destabilizing her.

“Try something for me, Saraci,” she prefaced. “‘Raina, do you need help with that?’ Or how about, ‘Raina, can I help you with that?’ Either one will work.”

He left the suite with their luggage.

She watched him go, admiring his ass in the chinos until she remembered they’d been at war all morning. Their pleasantries and niceties were always doomed to come to an end, and now, she regretted not getting a piece of him before torching their peace treaty.

She completed one more quick walkthrough of the suite before stepping into the hallway where he waited, bagless.

“Lucas, where are the bags?”

He motioned around. “Not here.”

“I’m going to…” She wrapped her fingers around an imaginary neck. “Keep trying me.”

“What damage do you expect to do to me? You look like you should have a house in Smurf village.”

“I may be short, but I’m stacked.”

He opened his mouth to respond, but then he scanned her outfit, bit down his bottom lip, and snapped it shut.

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