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“That’s right,” he replies, the relief on his face unconcealed. “Thanks for reminding me.” He squeezes me tight for the second time, then selects the thirty-seventh floor. “I would have remembered if you hadn’t woken me with the sparrows.”
My words are scarcely heard through my chuckles. “It was ten a.m.”
Extra spit arrives with his short reply. He always has an excess amount of slobber when he’s being sassy. “Exactly.” After exiting the elevator, he spins to face me. “Meet you up there?”
When he looks so far up I see only the whites of his eyes, I jerk up my chin. “Bring an appetite with you.” I jiggle the bag of muffins in my hand. “I bought extra.”
I only just witness his leap into the air before the doors close and the elevator continues its journey to the hotel’s top floor. Thank fuck River was in the car when I entered. I don’t know if my legs would have been up for another twenty-story climb. They almost collapsed on me multiple times last night, but I refused to give in to the exhaustion overwhelming me until Nicole was as riveted by me as I was by her voice.
My god, that woman can sing. She has the voice of an angel, but that’s the only thing saintly about her. Her body is wickedly delicious, her face pure fucking ecstasy, and she sucks dick like she hasn’t consumed a single calorie the entire day.
She’s also witty, funny, and humble as fuck. She can’t take a compliment if her life depends on it. She blushes before trying to push the praise onto anyone but her, and since that is usually done with sexual ambiguity, it kept the tension high until the wee hours of this morning.
We would have still been fooling around now if Nicole hadn’t passed out.
The thought makes me grin like a smug prick, and it brings back the spring in my step when I exit the elevator outside of the presidential suite.
I manage two lengthy strides before my steps are halted by the man I am grateful as fuck isn’t flirting with Nicole on the rooftop.
“Laken.” Before I can pivot to face him, Knox requests me to join him in the foyer of the presidential suite. “We’ve got important shit to discuss.”
“Can you give me a minute?”
I sound ungrateful and I hate it, but I’m more itching to get back to Nicole than to thank Knox for a generosity I earned.
He stares at me as if people not jumping to his every command isn’t a common occurrence. “Come on, man. Stop messing. We’re already meant to be on the road.”
“Then what’s another two minutes?”
Stealing his chance to deny me again, I sprint for the maintenance door, take the stairs two at a time, then burst through the door I glanced at a hundred times last night to make sure I was the only lucky bastard to see Nicole naked.
“Sorry, my errand took longer than expected. I had no idea how bad Ravenshoe’s traffic had become until…” My words trail off when I notice the bed Nicole was resting on is empty and made. The bedsheets are pulled so taut I could bounce a nickel off them. “Nicole?” I query while pacing toward the bathroom. The shower walls are see-through, and a half wall hides the toilet, so I know she isn’t using the facilities. I’m just hopeful she’s close by. “Are you here?”
Heavy stomps gobble up the silence of an empty room. “The day I’m not chasing you is the day I’m dead.” Knox looks winded while nudging his head to the door behind him. “Come on. We don’t have time. If the private jet runs over, I get charged for every second it sits unused on the runway.”
“Private jet?” I cough out, my shock too strong to ignore.
“Yeah. So will you get your fucking ass moving before you send me broke?”
When I remain frozen on the spot, Knox joins me in the middle of the rooftop “room.” His wonderment isn’t on par with mine when I stumbled onto this space last night. I was in complete awe, and the view improved tenfold with Nicole’s unexpected arrival.
“Hey,” I shout when Knox snatches up the breakfast I was planning to share with Nicole and River while introducing them, dumps it in the trash no longer housing used condoms, then guides me outside.
Where the fuck did the condoms go?
Did Nicole take them with her?
Shocked she’d do that, I follow Knox down the stairs and into the presidential suite. “You can eat on the plane. It’ll be better than any shit you’ll find around here.” A reason for his clammy skin comes to light when he adds, “There’s also someone I’m dying for you to meet. I had planned to introduce you last night, but things got hectic, and I ran out of time.”
I don’t know much about presidential suites, but I’m reasonably sure the one we’re entering is the primary suite. It is massive. It has two walk-in closets, and the steam coming out of the door at our left exposes the water is piping hot and endless.
“A delay was probably for the best.” He wiggles my shoulders. “Looks like you let off a heap of steam.”
He isn’t wrong. It just occurred in a way not even I had expected.
Knox squeezes my shoulder. “Was she good? I’ve heard great things about Candy.”
“Candy?”
