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I scoff. “That doesn’t fill me with confidence, Calder. It was only a few weeks ago that you fucked two women in the restroom at Junction. Then I got hurt and all of a sudden I mean something to you.”

He spins me around pressing my back against the window, cupping my face, his pelvis pressed against mine, holding me hostage.

One side of his mouth tilts into a typical Price smirk, making my pussy flutter and I want things that I know will hurt me.

No, not going there, I have to fight.

I can’t, and won’t, get hurt again.

His hips flex, and I whimper feeling how big he is. My traitorous body is craving his touch even though my head is forbidding it.

“I will fill you up plenty so you don’t have to think about anyone else except for me.”

Shaking my head, a giggle slips free. This man.

He always knows how to ease tension in a room. They say that he may have been born from Rookie, but he is more similar to Slide and his ways.

A knock comes on the hotel room door, so Calder kisses me chastely on the lips before walking over and pulling it open, revealing Finan on the other side with our bags. He nods to me then hands them over before leaving.

Calder closes and locks the door, then proceeds to walk into the bedroom, with me hot on his heels. He drops the bags on the chair that sits in the corner of the room, before looking over his shoulder at me, grinning.

Oh, hell no, I think to myself.

“Why did he bring your luggage in here with mine?” I ask, even though I think I know the answer.

“Because I am staying in here with you.” Before I can answer, he carries on, “It has to look like we are married, Kitten. Who knows who is watching us.”

I sigh, and nod to him because he is right. I know how much trouble this stealing chick has caused the club. Maverick and Astrid have been working around the clock looking for her, to stop her from stealing.

“We leave in an hour,” Calder says to me. “Do you want a drink?”

I nod.

“A vodka and Coke, please,” I tell him.

Following him out of the bedroom, I watch his butt flex in his black pants. He must sense me looking because he looks over his shoulder, smirking at me.

Shaking my head I sit on the sofa, crossing my legs in a way that I hope comes off as lady-like, but can anyone be lady-like in a skirt this short?

He hands me a drink and I sip it from the glass when all I want to do is pour the entire contents down my throat. He watches me; I can feel his eyes on me so I look to him, our gazes locking as I take another sip.

His focus drops to my mouth when I lick my lips, and I feel that heated stare right to my bones.

A growl emanates from him, my pussy flutters at the sound, my heartbeat speeds up, and I suddenly feel the need to drop to my knees and crawl across the floor to him.

A knock comes on the door, breaking the connection between us.

Calder grunts, then goes to the door pulling it open, allowing the guys to step in. Royal looks between us, a smirk firmly in place.

“Did we interrupt something?” his voice cocky.

“No.”

“Yes,” Calder states.

“We have to go. She has been spotted at the club.” This comes from Finan.

I stand, almost toppling in the stupid heels that I am wearing. Calder grips my elbow to stabilize me, and I bite back a moan, feeling his body pressed to mine as he keeps me close.

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