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Lucas
Adrenaline spiked through my system. I’d gotten a taste of this beautiful woman, and it wasn’t nearly enough. I’d only had two drinks tonight, yet I felt drunk—on her. The anticipation was both killing and thrilling me, and there was nothing I wanted more than to have her naked and beneath me.
“Do you have a room at the hotel?” she inquired, her lips slightly swollen from our kiss.
“I do, but how about we go to yours instead?” Although I was anxious to have her, I had a few rules I’d established since my divorce to ensure I didn’t give off mixed signals.
The most important rule: never bring a woman to my house. Hard stop. Sharing my personal space with a date sent the wrong message. I preferred going to the woman’s place instead. Not only did it give me the ability to leave when I wanted, but it also prevented the awkward, “let’s grab breakfast together?” I did miss the company of women outside of the sexual act, but I had friends, and I had lovers. Mixing the two camps had never proven successful.
Although a hotel was neutral ground, I preferred to go to Brooke’s room instead of mine, so I could control when things ended. I was unprepared for her to call me out on my strategy.
“Smooth. Then you can leave when you want without worrying about how to kick me out?”
A liar I was not. “Any issue with that?”
“Only one. I don’t have a room here since I live locally. And no offense, but I’m not bringing you back to my place.”
Given my own rule about my house, I couldn’t be a hypocrite. In the morning, I’d simply insist I had to leave early for an appointment. “No offense taken. My room it is.”
“But one more stop first.”
I arched a brow, almost afraid to ask. At the same time, I was completely intrigued by her enthusiasm. Frankly, the lead-up was its own sort of foreplay. “Dare I ask?”
“Don’t worry. It’s just ice cream. Come on.”
Two doors down was an ice cream shop with a variety of flavors. We both settled on milkshakes—hers cookies and crème, mine chocolate fudge—and took them to go.
Once outside, she entwined her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a kiss. Fuck. Her lips were plump, soft, and each kiss seemed to be hotter than the last. My body hummed with desire.
“Get a room.” We heard the suggestion again, this time from someone who’d probably exited the same club we’d earlier visited.
She laughed, the sound making me do the same. We weren’t teenagers, yet here we were making out in public like we couldn’t help ourselves.
“Come on, crazy girl, time to get warm.”
She suddenly stopped walking to take off her heels. “Johnnie is no longer assisting with these, so off they go.”
It wasn’t a long walk to the hotel, but I didn’t want her stepping on something sharp. “Allow me, then?”
“Wha—?” She squeaked when I lifted her up in my arms. “Oh, this is nice. Yep, I could get used to this kind of rescue.”
I enjoyed the way she fit into my body, her head tucked against my chest. She held both milkshakes along with her small clutch, leaving me to hook her shoe straps over my thumb. As I carried her through the lobby, a voice called out. “Dr. Brooke?”
Brooke tensed but didn’t answer until the voice came again. “Dr. Brooke?”
“Doctor?” My brows went sky high at the newfound information, before turning toward the woman who was bustling toward us.
She sighed, wiggling out of my arms.
I gently put her on her feet.
“Busted,” she whispered before turning toward the older woman. “Hi, Leslie.”
“Are you all right? Are you hurt?”
“No. No, not hurt. Just got tired of walking in the heels. Um, Leslie, this is Lucas. Lucas, this is Leslie.”
The woman’s gaze bounced between the two of us, so I held out my hand.
