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“That’s a pretty expensive night,” I spoke breathlessly.
“I know it’ll be worth it. I’m a man and I have many needs. Needs I know you can fulfill. Like I said, I can’t seem to stop thinking about that day at the airport.” His hands ran up the back of my dress and grabbed hold of my ass. “You have to admit, we were good together.”
“Fine. But I leave in the morning,” I spoke as I ran my hand over the bulge in his pants.
“That’s fine. I’d want you to leave anyway.”
His tongue traveled to my neck and slid down to my cleavage. My lower half was on fire and I needed him to fan the flames.
“Now let’s go pack you a bag,” he spoke as he led me back into the bedroom.
This was my only way out. I would spend the night with him and then leave in the morning. Once I returned home, I would pack up everything and move out of New York. It was too risky to stay here any longer.
Chapter 8
Gabriel
Itook the bag from her and held out my arm. She hooked hers around mine and we walked out of the building and climbed into the limo. Carl looked at me through the rearview mirror.
“Home, Carl.”
“Yes, sir.”
I reached over and grabbed hold of her hand, interlacing our fingers together and staring at the ring Samuel gave her. She looked over at me with a small smile. She was playing me, but in the end, she’d be the one to lose the game.
When Carl pulled the limo to the curb in front of my townhome, she leaned over me and stared at it through the window.
“Is this it?” she asked.
“Yes. Is there a problem with it?”
“No. I just figured a man like you would be living in a penthouse in a high-rise luxury building.”
“I like my townhome. It’s cozy.” I smirked.
I opened the door and helped her out of the limo. Grabbing her bag, I held out my arm once again and walked her to the front door. Once we stepped inside, I let her look around.
“Wow. This is beautiful, Gabriel.”
“Thank you. Like I said, it’s cozy. Shall we go upstairs?” I held out my hand.
“Of course.” She smiled. “How many floors are in this house?”
“Six. My bedroom is on the fifth,” I lied.
My bedroom was the entire fourth floor and the fifth floor consisted of three guest bedrooms, each with their own adjoining bathroom. I led her to the room that was decorated in gray and plum colors.
“After you.” I held out my hand.
She walked into the bedroom and looked around. Setting her purse on the dresser, she spoke, “This seems awful small for a master bedroom.”
“I need to run downstairs and grab something. I’ll be right back.”
“Okay. I’m going to freshen up in the bathroom.” She smiled.
I set her bag down on the floor and grabbed her purse from the dresser. Walking out of the bedroom, I shut the door and locked it from the outside. Running down to Carl, I handed him her keys from her purse.
“Go back to her apartment and grab the briefcase that’s on her bed and bring it back to me.”
