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“It makes me more in tune with my feminine side,” Sam said with a wide grin.“Girls love it.”
Shaking his head, Nick said to Poppy, “You won’t even know we’re there.Promise.”
“But if assface”—she was calling him that now—“is back in his hometown, surely I’m safe.”
“It’s called air travel, and you can get from one place to another in a matter of hours,” Nick said.
“Cool.”Sam clapped his hands together, cutting off any further protest from Poppy.“This will be awesome, and I can get a book signed for Mom.Like Nick said, you won’t even know we’re there.”
She doubted that very much.
Chapter21
“Why don’t you drop me off, and I’ll call when I’m ready to be picked up?”Poppy said as they parked outside the hotel.
Nick was just about to say no when his brother spoke.
“Aww, come on, Poppy, have a heart.It’s rare I get to play bodyguard to a hot writer,” Sam said.“Let me come in, please.”
“I don’t need bodyguards,” she said, climbing out of the passenger’s seat.“But thank you for the hot writer comment.”
“Give me that.”Nick joined her and took the bag she’d slung over her shoulder.“What’s in here?It’s heavy.”
“Oh, I don’t know, maybe books?”She gave him a sugary-sweet smile that was totally insincere and then walked toward the League Hotel.
“I wonder if all bodyguards get treated like this,” Nick said loud enough for her to hear.She raised a middle finger.
Sam whistled as they followed.
The League Hotel was one of the more high-end hotels in town and huge.It had views from the top floor that took in most of the city, plenty of glass and gardens, and big white columns at the entranceway.
“I forget how impressive this place is until I’m standing outside it,” Sam remarked.
Nick grunted, his eyes sweeping the area for danger.Poppy walked just ahead, looking hot as fuck in a dress the color of mint ice cream that hugged her curves.The hem stopped a few inches above her knees.Her shoes were strappy with a mile-high heel.She wore jangly bracelets and smelled of something soft and sexy that had him thinking about what he’d like to do to her when they got home.
She’d insisted they stop by her house on the way there.Nick had gone in first, and then Sam had walked Poppy inside.The place was clean now, but no way was she going back there until assface was arrested.
“So here are the rules,” he whispered in her ear when he reached her side.“No talking to strange men dressed like that.”
“What?”She frowned, almost like his words surprised her.
“You look hot.I don’t want any men hitting on you.”
She snorted.“Right, like that’s going to happen.Stop being a Neanderthal.”
Her eyes looked bigger from whatever she’d put around them, and her lips were fire engine red, which was not helping him with visions of her body spread out on the bed beneath him.Plus, all that hair was loose and hanging in soft curls.
“How is it you don’t know you’re hot?”
Ignoring him, she picked up the pace and walked in through the glass doors.
“Best behavior, bro,” he said to Sam as they followed.Both wore chinos, button-down shirts, and had even polished their boots.
“I’m not an animal, Nick.Mom taught us manners, remember?”
“Right.Let’s go, then.”
The inside of the hotel was as impressive as the outside.
