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Though, now that I’d had her, I doubted I’d ever forget a single second of our time together.
“What’s up?” I asked when I pulled away.
“The Tigers invited us down for a game this weekend. They’re giving us a box, and I was wondering if you wanted to come. It’ll be an overnight thing since it’s a late game, so I’m going to book rooms at the Ren Cen.”
“Ialwayswant to come,” I said with a wicked grin.
With a smack to my chest, she said, “Cal.”
“I’ll join you on one condition.”
“What’s that?”
“You stay with me. Spend the night with me. We’ll get a room far away from whatever floor of the hotel your family is staying on. We can order room service, and I can make you scream my name all night.”
It wouldn’t be the first time we’d done an overnight, but I didn’t want her getting any ideas about staying with one of her sisters when she could be in my arms instead.
“Deal.”
That weekend, I dropped Skye off with Owen and hit the road. Despite agreeing to stay the night with me, Amara chose to travel down to Detroit with her sisters, saying she hadn’t had a chance to catch up with them in a while and she missed them.
By “catch up,” I knew she meant she wanted to fill them in on our little beach date last weekend—and the marathon night of sex that followed.
Was it weird for me to know the family that signed my paychecks knew the dirty details of my sex life with myboss? Hell yeah, it was. But it was also…flattering. To know that I fucked Amara so good she couldn’t wait to tell her sisters about it was a powerful feeling. And it’s not like sleeping with her was a hardship. She was the sexiest woman I’d ever laid eyes on, and the more I learned about her, the better I got to know her, the harder I fell.
Yeah, I said it.
I was falling for Amara Delatou. Fucking sue me.
I guess it took stripping her down to her bare skin, and seeing her at her most vulnerable physically, to start stripping away my preconceived notions about her character. But the more time I spent with her, the harder it was to ignore that Amara was an amazing woman—intelligent, loyal, hardworking, a natural born leader. All the things I would expect from the CEO of a family-owned company.
Her father had taught her well, and she was putting her education to good use.
Since it was a night game, the plan was to rendezvous at the hotel, check in, then head over to the ballpark together.
Naturally, the first face I saw when I walked into the lobby was Amara’s.
The second was Leon’s, which instantly doused any heat I was feeling toward his daughter and disabused me of the notion that I might give her a kiss hello.
“Cal!” Leon said, walking up to shake my hand. “How’ve you been, my boy? I haven’t seen you in ages.”
Oh, I’m great, Leon. Busy having the best sex of my life and falling in love with your daughter! How about you?
“I’m good, sir. Just been busy keeping the ship floating.”
“Excellent,” he said. “And I haven’t heard any rumblings of drama between you and Amara lately. I’m happy things have finally turned a corner with you two.”
You have no fucking idea.
At the mention of her name, Amara appeared at her father’s side, and I could barely keep my eyes in my head. She wore a Tigers’ branded baby tee and artfully distressed jean shorts, the waistband low enough to leave a strip of her tanned, toned stomach exposed, the hem cut high enough that her legs seemed to go on for miles, bare and smooth, and her feet were stuffed into a pair of bright white Nike dunks high-tops. Her deep brown hair was in a pony, pulled through the back of a navy ball cap with the Old English D on the front in orange.
She was breathtaking, effortlessly sexy, and it took every single ounce of willpower I possessed not to pull her to me and shove my tongue in her mouth.
“Ryder,” she said coolly, then held out a keycard to me.
“Princess,” I said in response, hoping her father didn’t catch the way my fingers grazed hers a little longer and gentler than was proprietary for two people who presumably couldn’t stand each other.
“Well, I guess not everything has changed,” Leon said with a sigh.
