Page 3 of Masters of the Game: Colton
He figured she was aware of his reason for wanting to spend their time together somewhere else. This hotel, the St. Laurent--Atlanta, was owned by Grey and Brandy Masters. Grey was his cousin, and Brandy was Monica’s aunt. That meant all the wedding guests and family had booked rooms here. He preferred neutral ground and knew just the place.
“Expect a text from me,” he said. “I’ll send a private car for you around eight.”
“Okay,” she said. “Now, if you will follow me, I want to show you something.”
Colton wasn’t sure what she wanted to show him, but he followed, taking in the delectable shape of her ass in that dress. She went out of the ballroom and down the hall past the regularbank of elevators to a single private one. He watched as she pulled a hotel key out of a small purse and used it.
When the elevator opened, they stepped in. When the door swooshed shut, she pressed a button to stall the elevator between floors. Then, moving toward him, she said, “I’m dying for a kiss.”
Again, he thought, that should have been his line as he pulled her into his arms. She tasted just like he’d known she would--sweet with more than a little sass. He wasn’t used to women being so bold and daring, but dammit, he liked it. And she was a pretty damn good kisser. She had slid her tongue into his mouth and was devouring it, claiming it as hers. He had no problem with her taking the lead. Knowing she wanted him so badly was definitely a turn-on. All the pent-up desire that had been bottled up inside of him for more than a year came rushing out. And it appeared she was ready to satisfy some hunger of her own.
He heard the soft moan when he took over the kiss as his tongue became demanding and probing, while exploring every single inch of her mouth. The more he tasted her, the more he wanted and the greedier he became.
This was their first kiss, but there was no way he’d let it be their last. He wanted so much more from her. Still, he needed to get a hold of himself, and broke off the kiss before they began stripping naked in the elevator. He watched her draw in a deep breath, then slide her tongue across a gorgeous pair of swollen lips.
“There,” she said, stepping back and straightening her short pink dress. “I wanted to show you how much I want you.”
Yes, she most certainly had done that. “Point well taken. And I’m sure you can tell how much I want you, too,” he said, licking his own lips and enjoying the aftertaste. “I’m going to be in Atlanta for a week, and I’m hoping we can--”
She reached up to place a finger to his lips to stop his words. “Tonight is all we can have, Colton.”
What?“Why?”
“I start my own business this week.”
As if that should explain everything, she pressed the button on the elevator panel to take them back down. When the door opened, she stepped back. “I need to go upstairs a minute to freshen up. I will await your text. Here’s my phone number.”
After he pulled out his phone, she rattled off her phone number and he called it. Now they had each other’s contact information. She then leaned in and swiped a quick kiss across his lips. “I’m looking forward to tonight.”
The moment he stepped off the elevator, the door closed behind him. And all he could do was stand there, wondering what had hit him.
**
It didn’t take long for him to get a hold of himself. If he was only going to have one night, he’d make sure it was a night she’d never forget. And so he made all the arrangements and texted the information to Kelly. Just in case she arrived before he did, he gave her the code to get into the room, so she could bypass the reservation desk. He couldn’t get the kiss they’d shared out of his mind, and he had the uncomfortable feeling that she wouldn’t be an easy woman to walk away from. In fact, he was pretty sure she was already embedded beneath his skin…and after just one kiss!
“You’re quiet, Colt.”
He glanced at his brother Cobra, sitting beside him at the hotel bar. Did his brother expect to have a conversation with him now, when he’d had his phone plastered to his ear for the past ten minutes?
“You were on the phone. Besides, I don’t have much to say.” He looked around the room, going over the bits and pieces ofhis brother’s telephone conversation he’d overheard. Cobra had been talking to yet another woman. He was nothing at all like Colton. Then again…
“Actually, I do have a question for you. How can you do it?”
Cobra, the youngest of the triplets, raised a brow. “Do what?”
“Meet a woman, sleep with her, and not care if your paths ever cross again.”
Cobra grinned. “It’s called seeking pleasure and not a lifetime commitment. I have plenty of time for that later. Right now, all I want to do is get laid with no strings attached.”
“Don’t you think you might miss out on finding a woman who could be your perfect mate?”
His brother stared at him for a moment and then shook his head. “First of all, Colt, I’m not trying to find my perfect anything. I don’t want to get serious about any woman. I’m not like you. Then again…I couldn’t help noticing that you haven’t been dating much lately.”
At that moment, an image flashed through his mind--a gorgeous woman with dark brown eyes who could make his body stand at attention with just a look. Kelly Perkins. Ever since he’d set eyes on her, he’d had no desire to get involved with anyone else. But there was no way he would admit to his brother that he was hoping his non-relationship status would soon change. So instead, he said, “I’ve been busy.”
Cobra chuckled. “A man should never be too busy to get laid, Colt. Getting sex regularly keeps the mind sharp.”
He’d heard Cobra say that plenty of times. Deciding not to hold back anything, he admitted, “I’ve met someone.” Colton figured his brother had an idea who the person was, so there was no need to provide a name. “In fact,” he added, “I’m meeting her later. However, we disagree on one main thing.”
