I glance up. "Talk?"
His lips twitch. He steps closer and twists a lock of my hair around his fist and lightly tugs it. "Do you want to do something else right now?"
I open my mouth and shake my head, not sure what to say.
He laughs then releases my hair. "I'm teasing you." He steps back and holds his arm out for me to take a seat.
I perch myself on the end of the couch and cross my legs.
Colton's eyes drift to my thighs. He studies every part of my body. His eyes could be lasers, burning heat straight to my core. He reaches my face. "Do you want a drink?"
"No. Yes. No. I'm not sure." I bite my lip, not sure if I should be drinking or not.
Probably not.
He continues assessing me then picks up a metal pitcher of water and a glass. He fills it and hands it to me. "Maybe water is better right now?"
"Yes. Thank you." I accept the water, immediately taking a cool drink.
He chooses the seat next to me so our bodies touch. A trail of tingles races up my thigh. I inhale sharply. He leans into my ear and says, "You should never go into a man's suite until you've agreed upon your terms."
I turn quickly, and he glances at my lips. "I don't know what I'm doing. I'm sorry. I should go." I rise, and he pulls me down on his lap.
"Don't go."
My heart hammers against my chest cavity. My mouth goes dry.
"Another thing you should never do is allow a man to keep you in his room if you don't want to be there." He cocks his eyebrow.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
His face turns serious. "You're here for a reason?"
Abby connected to machines in a hospital bed fills my vision. I blink hard and nod.
"Okay. So am I."
"Oh?"
"How much for exclusivity?"
Exclusivity?"I don't understand."
He traces my jaw. "I don't want any other man in here having any access to you. How much?"
The air becomes thick. I take shorter breaths, shaking my head. "You only want me in your room?"
"Yes. Or anywhere I choose. But no one else can have you."
"Have me?"
"No touching, no dancing, no flirting with any of them. No deals. You are mine and mine alone. How much?"
I would be his.
Yes, please.
No. This is not a relationship.