Page 17 of Danger

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see.” I head up a back staircase and head up a few flights of stairs and then open the ‘employees only’ door at the end.

“I don’t think we’re allowed up here.”

“Do you always follow the rules?” I ask her as we step out onto the roof of Caesar’s Palace.

“Oh wow,” she says, before she can answer my question, gazing at the lights of the strip. “You can see the whole world up here.”

I laugh a bit. “Tell me,” I say, leading her to the railing near the edge where we can see all of Las Vegas. “Do you always follow the rules, sweetheart?”

Her big innocent eyes hold mine. “Well, yes.” She bites her lower lip and I have to look away. Because all I can think about now ismebiting her lower lip, and what it would feel like between my teeth.

“I thought so. You’ve never broken the rules ever?”

There’s this kind of energy between us, and I have to say it’s freaking me out in a small way. I’ve never felt anything like this before. Like electricity in the air.

And even though I’m a bit scared, my body craves more of it. More of her.

She shakes her head. “No.”

God, the urge to kiss the innocence out of this woman is so fucking strong.

“Now that’s no way to live, is it?”

She doesn’t answer, her eyes dropping to my lips. “Well,” she finally says, “it’s better than being like you. Do you ever follow the rules?”

I smile with a quick laugh. “There’s one rule I’m going to follow.”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“I won’t cheat on you. I won’t hurt you. And I’ll make sure everyone knows you’re definitely my woman.”

She sucks in a breath. “For pretend, right? You’ll let everyone know we’re together but only for pretend.”

“Who’s pretending right now?” I press my lips against hers, and barely touch her face with one hand.

And then I can’t hold back as I deepen the kiss, trying my best not to overdo it with a woman like Monterey. She opens her mouth to me, letting me drag my tongue along hers. It turns even more frantic as I keep kissing her. I can’t fucking stop now, and I plunge my hand into her silky strands. She moans as her body melts in my hands like putty.

“Wait,” she says, breaking the connection and pushing me away from her. “You can’t kiss me like that.”

“I think you were enjoying it.”

She blinks, placing both hands on her hips. “We need to get to bed. We’ve had the longest day in history and I want nothing more than to take a bubble bath.”

“Is that an invitation?”

Her eyebrows shoot up. “No, it isn’t. Now come on, tomorrow we have to clean up your mess once again.”

My stomach drops, thinking about how I’ve once again fucked things up.

She heads to the doorway and jiggles the handle. “Oh my god. It’s locked.”

I laugh a little. “No way.” I try the handle and nothing. This is not how I planned on this going when I brought her up here. I pull my phone out of my pocket and call the front desk, letting them know the situation. “They’re on their way,” I tell her once I’ve hung up the phone.

“See, this is why I follow the rules.” She crosses her arms over her chest, pushing her tits up in her dress, showcasing her full cleavage.

I smile, leaning closer, her flowery perfume filling my nose and making me dizzy with lust. “Yeah, but you have to admit you liked living on the edge when I kissed you.”

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