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“That’s the spirit.” Driving across the parking lot to the other end of the two-story motel, I parked in front and turned to her. Placing a hand on her arm, I stopped her from getting out momentarily. “I only have one rule.”

Her smile faltered. “Okay.”

“You do not leave the room without me. No excuses. No exceptions. Not even to go to the pool or to go to the damned ice machine. If I catch you leaving the room without me again, the cuffs go back on for good. Are we clear?” I kept my gaze locked on hers. She needed to know I wasn’t fucking around with this rule. “I hope I don’t need to explain to you why this is so important.”

She nodded. “I know. And I’m fine with that stipulation.”

“Good.” I guessed I had a fifty-fifty shot of her adhering to the rules, but I was fully prepared to follow through with my threat.

Getting out of the SUV, I gathered our stuff before opening the door with Elle following behind me.

Pushing the door open, I groaned to myself as my gaze swept the interior. “You’ve gotta be shitting me.”

Laughing, she entered the room and did a complete 360-degree spin, her eyes drinking in the entire interior. “Now this is what I’m talking about. This is epic.”

“You’ve got a twisted idea of epic,” I grumbled.

“What?” Planting her hands on her hips, she looked at me amused. “What’s wrong with it?”

“This room looks like it’s been the set for every porno filmed in the 70’s.”

The bed was a large king-sized, heart-shaped bed, but not to be outdone by the heart-shaped, red jacuzzi tub in the corner of the room. It looked well-maintained, all things considered. I guess I could consider that a plus.

“This is really something.” She walked over to the bed, lifted her arms and did a trust fall back onto the bed. With a squeal, she sank so far into it that it seemed to engulf her before she reappeared, the entire bed jiggling. “Holy shit! It’s a waterbed!”

Closing the door. I sighed.

“Have you ever slept in a waterbed, Dayton?” She asked sitting up on the edge of the sideshow of a bed.

“Nope. Never have and never wanted to.”

“Me neither. I was missing out.” She fell back into it again. “I wonder if the sheets are silk or satin. You know, like in the pornos.”

“It wouldn’t surprise me.” As much as I wanted to remain gruff, seeing her enjoying herself helped lift my spirits as well. “I’ve got a number of calls to make before we can call it a day.”

“Message received Boss. Zip it, lock it, put it in my pocket.” She made a little zipping motion with her fingers across her lips.

She was annoying as fuck. The exact opposite of women I’d gravitate to. She was reckless and impulsive. She was everything that I wasn’t. And it was captivating me. As much as I wanted to deny my attraction to her, it was becoming impossible for me to deny.

Maybe I just needed to get to work and distract myself.

Running a hand through my hair, I refrained from rolling my eyes as I took a seat at the glass table for two and began making the necessary calls.

10

DAYTON

“You know what they say about all work and no play, Dayton.” Finishing the call I was on, I placed the phone on the coffee table in front of the black leather sofa I’d claimed as my office and then looked toward the hot tub and my gaze locked to that of the biggest distraction I’d ever met in my life.

Elle had started the hot tub and was reclined against it, wearing my t-shirt and jogging pants. The clothing was so big on her, she was practically drowning it, but yet she looked so fucking sexy I’d been sporting a hard-on off and on most of the day while I tried to make sense of everything.

“This is pretty important. If you didn’t notice I’m trying to save your ass.”

She grinned a cute little seductive grin that had my dick rapidly rising in my jeans.

For fucks sakes, here we go. There’s only so much one man could endure before breaking.

“I’ve noticed. I figured that since it’s getting pretty late and you’ve been on the phone all day, that maybe you should let it go for the rest of the night so you’ll be fresh for tomorrow.” Grasping a lock of her hair, she twirled it around her finger.