Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
“It all felt like it happened so fast. First you, then her, then you again. I lost so much in a matter of a year, and seeing you right now just puts everything into perspective for me.”
“Ledger, I—”
“How many men have you been with?”
I scoffed. “That’s what you’re thinking about?”
“That’s not an answer.”
“I’m not a virgin.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
“Asked or demanded?”
He grinned. “Do you need me to say please?”
“I mean…” I sassed, “it wouldn’t hurt to see you on your knees.”
“I can’t think of anything I’d rather do more than be on my knees for you, sugar.”
I called him out, “Are you drunk?”
“On you.”
“What’s gotten into you?”
He narrowed his gaze at me.
“Is this a test?”
“You tell me.”
Fine.” I purposely shrugged, grabbing his cowboy hat off his head, and placed it on mine. “Too many to count.” Backing away, I emphasized, “Enjoy the rest of your night.” I turned to leave, but he grabbed my arm, holding me in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?”
Before I could answer, he pulled me toward his chest, once again bringing me into his arms. In one fluid motion, he gripped the back of my neck, tugging me closer to his lips. I could see it in his eyes, the internal battle he was fighting. I guess some things never changed particularly when it came to us.
It was only then, I wanted something more than I ever wanted him. And it started and ended with me in his bed.
In one breath, I spoke with conviction…
“Take me back to your hotel room.”
Eight
Hazel
Ledger walked behind me. “A girl like you could get into a lot of trouble at night on these streets dressed like that.”
I rolled my eyes. “You’re the one who said you wanted to walk.”
“You know what I mean.”
I turned to face him, walking backward. “I can handle my own.” Spinning back around, I purposely swayed my ass. “How far down is your hotel?”
“A block. You sure you can make it in those heels?”
“I can do anything in heels. I basically live in them at this point.”
“That’s right, Miss Designer of the Year.”
“Kept tabs on me?” I smiled at him.
“It’s hard not to. Your brand is everywhere. You’ve made quite a name for yourself.”
I spun to face him again. “I do what I can.”
“Look at you, all grown up as a successful businesswoman, but you look like you’re all work and no play.”
He smirked, and fuck did it appear sexy on him. Ledger was still devastatingly handsome. If anything, he was better looking. Age definitely agreed with him.
“You think you can read me that well, huh?”
He nodded, but now his grin was from his amusement.
I didn’t want to see the gleam in his eyes. “I can say the same to you.” I turned, walking straight.
He threw my words back at me. “Kept tabs on me?”
I bit back a smile even though he couldn’t see me.
We continued to walk in silence until we arrived at his hotel building. I had no idea how we could go from never speaking to flirty banter and sexual tension, but there we were.
The guard greeted us with a nod, and we entered a private elevator to the penthouse floor. The elevator doors opened to a lavish living space with bay windows all across the back walls of the suite. It overlooked all of downtown New York. Dark, elegant furniture was perfectly placed everywhere, and a grand piano sat in the corner of the room.
He walked toward the bar on the other side of the open space. Without asking, he made me a whiskey sour. My favorite drink. After I grabbed it out of his hand, I made my way over to stand in front of the bay window.
The view was breathtaking.
It was then that I realized this wasn’t a place to sleep.
It was a place to fuck.
“You bring all the girls back here, Ledger? You never struck me as the guy who needed luxury to get pussy.”
He stood beside me with his own drink. “Look at you, using big-girl words, but to answer your question, I had meetings here all day.”
“Oh, I see.” I glanced at the side of his face. “So your plans weren’t to pick up a woman at the bar and bring her back here?”
“I don’t need to be in New York to get pussy.”
“No, that was always your strong suit. I guess some things never change.” I finished off my drink and moved to stand in front of him. “You going to show me the bedroom anytime soon?”
“You think that’s what I want?”
“Why else did you take me up on my offer to bring me back here?”
He didn’t respond. Instead, he finished his drink and placed it next to mine on the table before his gaze connected with my eyes.
“I thought we were playing a game?” I questioned, arching an eyebrow.