I’m still processing. “6306W?”
“Yeah.”
“Blonde. Tall…”
“Crazy. Yeah, that’s her. She orders room service almost ten times a day. I want to ask her, ‘Girl, when are you going to stop eating?’ She must have a tapeworm, because she’s skinny as hell.”
“Interesting,” I say, thinking and nodding. “By chance, does that elevator have a security camera?”
Suddenly, a wry smile stretches across his lips as he points at me. “She’s the one you’re supposed to marry, isn’t she?”
I gulp, embarrassed to say, “Yes, she is.”
“I’ll get the feed for you, Hercules. Come by the security station tomorrow around two. And you don’t have to pay me a dime for the ride or anything. It’ll be my pleasure to turn on your asshole brother. He’s been having it coming to him.”
Chapter Sixty-Nine
When I see Your Face Again
Paisley Grove
3:43 a.m.
It was easy making it to the Golden Grand Luxe without being seen by Max’s or Achilles’s security details. Max knows I’ve been hiding from him. He must think I’m still in my apartment. Also, I gave the concierge my second fake name ever, and he escorted me to an elevator that opened to a luxury suite.
I’ve been sitting on the sofa, gazing out at the city lights. My nerves are on edge. I feel funny tonight. I’ve vowed to not sleep with Hercules, but this place, with its sexy red leather furniture and black-and-white photographs of the city, is the sort of place where hot and spicy sex is supposed to occur.
My core tingles for him ,and he hasn’t arrived yet.
“Get it together, Paisley,” I whisper.
Then the elevator dings, and my feet have a mind of their own, walking me in the direction where I know he is. My heart beats so hard that I can feel the knocks in my throat.
Then we come face-to-face.
“Hercules,” I whisper.
He’s so tall, dark, and handsome. And I look at his cock, which is trying to force its way out of his loose-fitting pants.
Hercules doesn’t say a word as he closes the distance between us. His presence is overwhelming, and I’m forced to brace myself to bear the giddy sensations racing through me.
“Paisley.” His voice is thick with desire.
“But we can’t…”
Before I can get the words out, I’m in his embrace. My breaths shiver against his lips as I open up to let his tongue slip into my mouth. I’m floating in his arms, feeling as light as a feather while our hot and sensual kissing turns exploratory.
“Umm…” I whimper in his mouth as his hard parts are closer against me.
His mouth abandons my hungry lips to ask, “You want this, baby?”
Do I?“I do,” I whimper. “But what about Rain?”
Then in one fell swoop, he sweeps me off my feet to cradle me “She’s doing Orion. I’ll have proof.” He sets a sensual kiss on my parted lips.
Endorphins are making me too dizzy to ask him to elaborate more about his brother and Rain. I think Orion’s inability to keep it in his pants is a reason why Treasure never risked it all for him. I’m certainly risking it all for Hercules.
I’m in heaven as our tongues curl sensually around each other. I know where he’s carrying me to.Sorry, Lake, but I’m going to kick girl code in the rear and out the window.