Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“Well, well. And here I thought Beatrice didn’t have a love interest in the movie.”
I lift my head and glare at Andrew Lennox, the owner of the hotel. “She doesn’t,” I grunt with annoyance.
“Then what’s she doing practicing her kissing skills with a punk like you?” He eyes me up and down dramatically. “After all this time, Tyson figured those parts of you were broken.”
Before I can address his smartass remark, a very pregnant, dark-haired woman waddles up beside him and smacks him on the chest. “Isn’t that what they said about you before we met?”
Drew grins proudly and gestures to her protruding belly. “Clearly, they were wrong.”
“Give me a few months, and I’ll prove you’re wrong too,” I drawl. Ainsley gasps, but I move the conversation along by introducing everyone. “Ainsley, this is Drew Lennox, owner of The Lennox Hotel and Casino. And, Autumn, the woman he obviously tricked into marrying him.”
Drew pulls Autumn close and shrugs. “Doesn’t matter how it happened. She’s mine forever.”
I glance at Ainsley and find myself a little envious of him, but then remember the plan. I’ll have that soon enough. My eyes fall to Autumn’s stomach again, and I picture Ainsley in the same condition. She’d look fucking gorgeous with a round belly. While I hope to put my kid in her as soon as possible, I know I should make sure that she’s ready for it, since it will put her career on hold. My hypothetical fingers are crossed, but I’ll wait. As long as I have her.
When I’m drawn out of my thoughts, Drew is about to shake Ainsley’s hand and instinctively, I snatch it back before they can touch. That’s when I realize Ainsley’s T-shirt is clinging to her from being pressed up against me. It’s also become a little see-through, showing off her pink bra. I take the towel from around my shoulders and drape it over her, closing it tightly over her tits.
Drew laughs heartily, and I scowl at him. “Don’t you have money to count? Or do more gossiping with your girlfriend, Ty?” I know Drew had a very frank and in-depth conversation with Tyson and Jackie before he would allow me to be signed on for a film in his hotel. I hadn’t figured they’d discussed my love-life though, or lack thereof. I honestly don’t give a shit, but it gives me good fodder for busting his balls.
Drew rolls his eyes and changes the subject. We talk for a few minutes about upcoming scenes, what I’ll need from his staff, and other details. Then we shake hands, and I guide Ainsley towards where the crew is set up.
“Oh,” Autumn says, bringing us to a halt and turning back to her. “I saw that you booked a room. I changed it to a suite, and it’s on the house. Just check in with the front desk, and they’ll give you a key.”
I glance back and give her a grateful smile, “Thanks. I wasn’t looking forward to taking my girl out to dinner still smelling like chlorine and dirty fountain water.”
“No problem,” Autumn says with a wave. “Ainsley, I’d love to get together sometime while you’re still in Vegas.” Then she smiles a little wickedly and wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. “We can eat at The Lennox, then go watch Griffith Thorne rehearse.” My eyes narrow and my arm tightens around Ainsley at the thought of her meeting the rock god so many women swoon over. I imagine my expression matches the one on Drew’s face when he leans down and mutters something about a spanking.
Can’t say I wouldn’t do the same.
I grab our stuff and give Ainsley a jacket I dig out of my bag to replace the towel. Then we make our way to the hotel. After picking up the room key and two packages I’d had delivered, we take the elevator to the thirtieth floor and head down the hall to a pair of French doors that lead to our corner suite. I unlock it and when we step inside, Ainsley gasps and sprints over to the windows that overlook The Strip. I’d felt tension radiating from her the whole way here, but it seems to be forgotten as she takes in the view.
She looks gorgeous standing there in the light of the moon. Even in jeans and my jacket that is practically dwarfing her.
Silently, I pad over to the bigger of the two bedrooms and drop our bags on the bed. I rummage through Ainsley’s until I find what I’m looking for, then take it, and the bigger of the two packages, to the other room and leave it on the bathroom counter. Returning to the living room, my legs swiftly eat up the distance between us and I stand behind her. I brush her thick hair over one shoulder and kiss her bared neck and smile when she shivers. I’m hard as a fucking baseball bat, but I’m determined to keep myself in check until the right moment. After taking a deep breath, I murmur, “I’m going to grab a shower in the master bath, baby, why don’t you use the other one and get out of these wet clothes. I left a surprise for you.”