Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 108846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108846 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
The door opens and he hangs back, gesturing for me to go first. An older gentleman. I like that too.
“So, when do you write?” he asks.
“First one’s next Wednesday.”
Kyle hits the button for the fourth floor. But not the one for the second floor, his floor, I notice. “Are you ready?”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I work full time, I just broke up with my boyfriend, I’ve been …” Fucking my roommate every single night. “The last couple weeks have been distracting.”
The elevator opens. Kyle holds the door for me and then steps out behind.
I reach for my backpack but he’s already moving around me and down the hall. “If you’re free on Friday night, you could come over and I’ll help you study. We could order in Thai or something.”
He says it so casually. Is he being a nice, helpful fellow building dweller or did Kyle just ask me out on a date?
“Actually, my roommates are leaving for Alaska and they’re having a goodbye party that night.”
“Alaska. Wow.” His eyebrows pop with genuine amazement.
“Yeah, for the summer.”
“Oh.” He nods. “Well, you probably don’t want to miss that.”
“Actually, I probably do. It’s liable to get out of hand, knowing my brother.” I peer up into kind, blue eyes. Kyle really is handsome. “Can I let you know?”
He grins, revealing deep dimples. “Sure. I’ll be home, reading about statistical probabilities or something equally wild.”
I giggle as I collect my bag from him. “Thanks for carrying this.”
“No problem. Maybe I’ll see you Friday?”
I watch him stroll to the elevator, stealing a glance back at me … twice.
Okay, Kyle’s definitely into me.
I’m smiling as I walk into our condo. Ronan’s in the kitchen, hovering in front of the open fridge, shirtless, the view of his muscular back mesmerizing.
He turns to me. “Good night in class?”
“Kind of.” I drop my bag, exhausted. “Where’s Connor?”
“Concert.”
“I swear, he spends half his salary on tickets.” I frown. “Are you eating my yogurt?”
Ronan licks the spoon. “Yup. It’s my second one.”
My jaw hangs. “Why?”
He shrugs. “I was hungry. And bored.”
“You shithead!”
“Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?” he taunts, his eyes roving over me, the simple act raising my pulse.
Oh my God, this guy is a machine. I’ve never had so much sex in my life. Every single night, sometimes twice. There’s no denying him either, not that I’d want to. But still, I pretend that I have the willpower to say no. It usually lasts all of ten seconds. As soon as his lips are on me, I’m a goner.
“Nothing. I’m going to sleep.” I bolt for my room with a shriek, making it all the way to my door before his arms rope around my waist and I’m laughing hysterically. “Put me down!”
He tosses me onto my bed and yanks off my shoes and socks, followed by my pants, then my panties. I help him by tugging my own shirt off and unfastening my bra. In seconds, I’m lying naked in front of him. Waiting.
He pauses, his gaze softening for a moment. “I’m gonna miss you.”
“I’m gonna miss you too.” But I don’t think I’d be so cavalier if he wasn’t leaving.
Still, next week will be quiet, lonely.
Ronan drops his pants—he’s not wearing briefs tonight, and he’s already fully erect. “How do you want it?” The deep rasp in his voice is intoxicating.
“Well, seeing as you ate my snack, it’s only fair.” I stretch my legs wide.
With a grin, he drops to his knees.
“Did you hear?” Jean hisses, startling me in my cube.
My stomach clenches. What will today’s gossip be? Hopefully nothing David related. “I doubt it.”
“Henry Wolf is in Miami.” Her onyx eyes dance with excitement.
That piques my interest. The CEO of Wolf Hotels, who will one day officially take over the luxury hotel chain from his father, is a celebrity to most Wolf employees and the source of a lot of racy gossip. I’ve only seen pictures of him, but the man could easily grace a “most beautiful people” magazine cover. No wonder I’ve sensed a strange buzz around the office today.
Everyone’s in heat.
And the rumor is, that’s exactly the way he likes it.
Regardless, I’ve always wanted to see him in person, to understand what all the hype is.
“They’re in the Pacific, having some big meeting, but Dana said they called her to arrange for a car to take them to lunch, off-site, for noon.”
I glance at my watch. That’s in five minutes.
Jean grins. “Feel like a walk to the lobby?”
“My legs could use a stretch.” I lock my computer and grab my lunch bag.
“They’re saying it’s going to be one of the nicest Wolf locations in the world,” Dana gushes. The towering, lithe brunette is a popular concierge. There’s usually a circle of businessmen hovering around her desk when she’s on shift.
“That’s what I keep hearing too,” Jean says. “Plane rides and tours to see grizzly bears. And the scenery alone, with all the mountains and lakes and wilderness!”