Addison's mouth parted slightly as she searched my eyes, struggling to find her words.
Still holding Addison's eye contact, I spoke to Mary. “You can bill her room to my account. She'll be staying on my dime this evening. Anything she wants.” The energy between Addison and I hummed thickly as we gazed at each other. “Why don’t you send up a bottle of Dom, and you can have someone move my things out of the room.”
Mary nodded, still furiously typing away on the computer.
I spoke to Addison now. “Unless Ms. Easton would like some company in order to fully experience her honeymoon.” I said, half joking as I let my eyes slowly roll over her tiny figure. Her soft, smooth chest strained with each breath against the tight bodice of her dress.
She blushed a shade of crimson red, and a small gasp escaped her lips at the suggestion.
I chuckled to myself at her reaction.
“Mr. West?” Charlie shrieked through the phone at me again.
I ignored him for another moment and took a business card out of my suit jacket. Unable to help myself, I looped one finger through the satin sash tied around Addison's waist. Raising my eyebrow, I lightly pulled her towards me, prompting her to stumble a step forward. The electricity continued to buzz between us as her wide eyes looked up at me. Her tears slowed, but her breathing continued rapidly, causing her chest to rise and fall, accentuating her full, soft breasts.
“In case you change your mind.” I wiggled my business card in my fingers before slipping it into the sash tied around her waist.
“Thank you for the room.” She managed to whisper out. I could feel her gaze drifting to my lips.
“Your room card, Ms. Easton.” Mary said, as she slid the card across the desk.
Addison nodded and took the card in her hand, and I noted the gold rings on her left hand.
“Nice ring.” I said with a raise of my eyebrows. “You bailedafteryou said ‘I do’?” I gave her a slight, playful smile. “Interesting choice. I think that would make you Mrs. Jack Curran then, wouldn't it?”
Addison looked down at the rings, and a flash of anger spread across her face. She swallowed hard as the anger quickly faded, and her brows crunched together in deep sadness.
Aww fuck. You idiot.
I immediately regretted saying it as soon as it had slipped out of my mouth. I had to fight the urge to reach out and run the pad of my thumb over the crease in her brows.
“It’s definitely still Easton.” She chewed on her lip. “I’m not taking the name of the man who–” She swallowed hard, and those warm green eyes peered up at me, locking onto mine. For a moment, we seemed pulled together by gravity. For a moment, it looked like she wanted to tell me everything, before she instantly changed her mind.
“And your new room card, Mr. West.” Mary said, sliding the card across the desk towards me.
My eyes not leaving Addisons, I replied. “Thank you very much, Mary.” And I tucked the card into my suit jacket.
The bell boy walked up and started loading Addison's two humongous bags onto the cart. I pulled a crisp folded hundred-dollar bill out of my pocket and tipped the bellboy. “Help Ms. Easton get all her things settled into her room. Anything she needs.” Still looking at Addison, I repeated. “Anythingat all.”
“Yes, of course, Mr. West.” The bellboy responded in a chipper voice, as he tucked the bill into his pocket with a grin.
Addison flushed red again, and her eyes finally darted away from mine. With her giant bags loaded on the cart, and her hands now free, I watched as she pulled the veil out of her hair, and she scratched her head with a sigh.
As her warm blonde hair cascaded down over her shoulders, I was suddenly bathed in the warm delicious smell of amber and vanilla, and it made my head spin with desire. I watched as Addison and the bellboy disappeared behind the elevator doors, and I felt my cock straining at full attention against my zipper.
I shook my head, but I couldn't shake the feeling that had seeped through me, its electric tendrils undeniably wrapping around me and sinking into me. The smell of her perfume still wafted through the air, making me wonder what her skin tasted like.
Still on the phone, I rapped my fingers on the reception desk and gave Mary a slight nod as I turned my full attention back to my call. She smiled and turned her full attention back to the computer.
“Mr. West, I really don’t think you’re hearing me. This isn't our usual acquisition. There’s a lot to consider here. I really think we should consider preserving some of the buildings as is. In fact, that may be our only option, anyway. You’ll thank me for this later.” Charlie said through the phone, as he grew more and more agitated.
“We’re tearing down the entire block. No exceptions. Get it done, Charlie.” I said sternly and hung up the phone.
I stared at the elevator where I had last seen Addison and chuckled to myself; picturing the way she had terrorized the peaceful hum of polite chatter the moment she had burst through the hotel doors. She had certainly disrupted something in me, that was for sure. It had been some time since I had taken notice of anyone like that. Though with that entrance, it would’ve been difficult for anyone not to notice.
With my cock still at full mast at the thought of her, I decided it would be better to wait for my bag to be delivered to my new room. Otherwise, if I went up to collect my things, I would be required to resist temptation itself, now occupying my penthouse suite.
I headed to my new room and swiped the key card at the door, letting myself in. I peered around and though it was nice, it certainly wasn't the normal accommodations I was used to. While I waited, I poured myself a whiskey and sat on the leather couch answering emails from my phone. As the evening ticked on, I found myself becoming impatient, waiting for my bag to be delivered to my room. I would have much preferred to do my work from my laptop. I waited and waited, and my bag never came. Finally, I decided to dial Mary downstairs, and before I could dial down, suddenly my phone rang, the tone slicing through the air.