“Or something.” Jack smiled, but offered no more information. He walked around to the other side of the bar and reached down pulling out a bottle of water.
“Drink.” Was all he said as he handed it to me?
“You’re pretty bossy, aren’t you?” I knew he was right, and I needed to drink water or I would regret it tomorrow, but he didn’t offer it to me, he instructed me to drink it.
“Yes.” He looked me directly in the eyes unapologetically and didn’t waiver the entire time he opened his own bottle and drank from it.
His stare made me dizzy, but I wasn’t going to back down. The arrogant ass was starting to affect me, and it was an odd combination of being pissed off and turned on at the same time. I held his stare as I opened my water bottle and drank from it.
Jack finally broke our heated gaze, and for a split second, I thought I had won our unspoken challenge. Then I watched him, as he slowly looked me up and down, his eyes taking their time as they wandered over my br**sts and down my flat stomach. When he was done and had taken himself a good long look, his eyes returned to mine again. He didn’t try to hide his visual assault; instead, he enjoyed me watching him do it. I felt a throb between my thighs and shifted my legs in response to it. He caught my body respond to him and gave me a sexy wicked smile with one eyebrow arched.
“Shit, I need to go to bed.” I needed to get away from the mesmerizing man quickly before I did something stupid.
His wicked smile grew, but he didn’t respond.
“Sienna, I’m going to go to bed, you coming?” I yelled to the other end of the bar where she was snuggled with Tyler.
“I’ll meet you up there in a little bit, Syd.”
Jack came around the bar and put his hand on the small of my back. I had to struggle to keep still, as his hand ignited my skin beneath his touch. “I’ll walk you to your room.” Jack tossed Tyler the keys.
His hand never left me as we walked and I wondered if he felt my skin burning underneath his big hand.
“So, Syd, or is it Jill, why did Sienna not want to tell me your real name?” Alcohol was like truth serum to me, insert a few shots and out comes everything you ever wanted to know. “She had a crazy idea that I should have an anonymous fling while we are here to celebrate my newly found singleness.”
“And why is that crazy?” His tone was flat and serious.
I actually thought about the question for a minute, and couldn’t come up with an answer. “Umm, I’m not sure, I guess it isn’t really that crazy, people do it all the time with one night stands.”
He didn’t say anything more as we entered the elevator. He stood close behind me, even though there was no one else in the car. I felt his warm breath on my neck and my body was sizzling from how close he was, he had to feel it too.
Stepping off the elevator to my floor, I was disappointed to lose his body next to mine. His hand returned to the small of my back as we made our way to the door of my room. “So it’s all settled then.” I was digging into my bag to find my key and looked up at him confused, sure I must have dazed out and missed some of our conversation. He continued, “I already know your name and know you have a great voice, so it can’t be totally anonymity. How about if we limit each other to 10 personal questions, that way we don’t get to know each other that well, and it will still be sort of anonymous.”
My mouth dropped open at his suggestion.
I wasn’t pretending to be shocked, I was shocked. “Are you saying you want to have sex with me this week and only get to ask and be asked 10 personal questions?”
“That’s what I’m saying.” His response was dead serious.
“You’re crazy.” I glared at him, my face confirming that I thought he was insane.
“I thought we just established that it wasn’t crazy.”
“I didn’t say it was crazy, I said you’re crazy.” I emphasized the difference.
But Jack didn’t respond to my ac-cusation with words. Instead, he reached down and lifted me up effortlessly, pinning me against the door to my room, wrapping my legs around his waist. His mouth aggressively covered mine and he licked my lips demanding them to open. Unconsciously, my lips parted and our tongues instantly collided in desperation. It wasn’t a first kiss. It was THE first kiss. We held each other tight and his mouth devoured mine harshly with a raw need raging between us. His body pressed tightly against mine and every ounce of my body was electrified from head to toe. I felt his erection hard against my stomach and knew his body was as in tune to mine as mine was to his.
He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes.
We were both breathless and panting. “I felt it the first minute I looked at you. You felt it too.”
I couldn’t deny that he was right.
“Yes.” The word came out breathless and throaty, it didn’t even sound like my voice.
“You better unlock that door and deadbolt it quickly, before I stop being a gentleman and f**k you tonight even though you are drunk.”
I bit my bottom lip and he slowly lowered me to my feet, our bodies pressed against each other intimately as I slid down from his waist.
He kissed me on the lips hard and pulled back to look at me. His beautiful green eyes turned almost gray with intensity. “No drinking tomorrow.” It was more of an order than a request.
I opened the door to my room and turned back to him as he stood in the doorway. I could tell that he was fighting hard to control himself.
“Okay.” I whispered and then shut the door.
Chapter 3
I woke the next morning to a knock at the door and was quickly reminded of the night before as I attempted to lift my head.
My head was throbbing and I felt as though I had gone three rounds in a heavyweight match, with me being the loser of the bout. I looked over at Sienna’s bed, where she was still sleeping soundly.
I answered the door to find room service with a cart. “Good morning Ms.
Aldridge, we have your breakfast ready.” The waiter’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, yet every word felt like a nail being pushed further into my brain.
“I’m sorry, there must be a mistake, I didn’t order any breakfast.”
“Mr. Cole requested that we deliver to your room promptly at 11am.”
“Mr. Cole?” I must have looked as confused as I was.
“He wrote a note, maybe this will explain things.” The waiter patiently stood waiting for my eyes to focus enough to take in the words on the page.