Page 87 of Drama Queen

“Do you think the generator is working in the rest of the hotel?” she asked, scooting closer to me. The blankets were almost not enough to keep us warm. I pulled another jacket over our feet.

“Our rooms have working generators, but I’m guessing the offices were not included to conserve energy for the rest of the building. That’s a flaw on my part,” I admitted.

“Oh. Well, I guess lucky for us. We get to keep each other warm the hard way,” she teased, scooting even closer. I couldn’t help but love the smell of her hair. It reminded me ofhoneysuckle. A scent that had been foreign since I last visited Georgia.

“You can scoot in closer if you’d like. We may have to come up with something else. Skin-to-skin may make it easier to warm our bodies. What do you think?” I asked. I didn’t want to push her on this. She was the head of HR and had access to the legal department. She was the only person in this building who could have me removed with a snap of her fingers. Everything needed to be her move first, her idea, and with her consent.

“That’s a great idea. Okay, let’s strip down to just our undergarments and then move closer to the loveseat. We can use the blankets and cushions to make a nest of some sort. If bears and wolves can do it and survive with fur, we can use our skin as each other’s fur, and somehow, it’ll work out.”

She was a little tipsy, but I liked this side of her. Quirky. Sassy. She was fun. Who knew Braxton’s little sister was more fun than he was?But could she cook like him?If she could, she would be the perfect addition to our little amigo pack.

“Yes, ma’am. Now, don’t watch me. I’m a little insecure about my body.” I covered my nipples, which perked up when I removed my shirt.

“Ethan Brennan, you have no reason to be ashamed of your body. Your nipples are so adorable. I wonder, may I?” She stepped closer to me, wearing just a bra and boyshorts.

“I’m not sure what you’re about to do, but yes, you may.” I moved closer, inviting her toward me.

“They’re just so tempting. I have to know if it’s the same,” she said. Lifting on her tip-toes, she latched onto one of my nipples, biting it with force, nearly causing me to push her away, but I resisted and let her finish.

“Is the lady satisfied with the torture she has bestowed on Sir Nipplous?” I laughed, grabbing my nipple to comfort him.

“Sir Nipplous? Like Sir Nicholas? That’s fucking adorable. Is his brother jealous? I could kiss the other one too.” She turned to my other side, and I moved my arm, allowing her access. If she was going to kiss mine, I was definitely about to kiss hers.

“Hello, Duke Nippleton. I’m sorry to have neglected you. However, your brother was available first. May I?” she teased, then looked up to me through her lashes as she kissed my nipple, sure to trace her tongue around the outer part. Then, she grazed her teeth over it as she withdrew.

“How is the king feeling after the affection?” she asked before taking another drink of her coffee.

“The king is satisfied but wonders if his lady would like to be kissed on her bosom as well?” I asked, staying in character. I wasn’t sure where this was going, but I had no plans of stopping.

“The lady grants access. Please allow me a moment to free the girls.” Lily laughed as she removed her bra, her breasts bouncing free as she walked over to me.

“Your majesty, you requested my ladies?” She looked up at me with her big, beautiful eyes. And for once, I didn’t see Lily, Braxton’s little sister, but I saw Lily, the gorgeous minx, who was about to wreck my entire world in a few hours. The cold air blew across her nipples, and they hardened instantly.

“I did, and they are so cold. I should warm them up, m’lady,” I replied, dragging her closer to me and leaning down, so I was level with her breasts.

Taking one in my hand and the other in my mouth, I suckled and teased her breasts as if they were a meal I was desperate to eat. With my tongue circling her nipple, I pinched the other to make sure it was perky and warm.

“Oh, Ethan, what are you doing to me?” she whined. I knew instantly there was no way we were leaving here, having been on our best behavior. After teasing the first nipple, I switched my torture to her other one.

“Do you like that, princess? Are you warming up?” I asked before diving back to my task of sucking and biting, making sure that it was warmed up. I felt her shiver and moan.

“I’m happy with this, yes. I’m warming up, but my legs are still so cold,” she teased, spreading them open.

“Should we move over to our nest? We can warm each other up,” I offered.

“I think that is a great idea.” She moaned, walking backward to the loveseat. As she climbed into our nest, I grabbed what was left of the whiskey, and we cuddled in our little pit of happiness.

“You know, if we do anything tonight, there’s no going back,” I said after taking a deep breath.

“I know, but how do we move past this with me as head of your HR? Wouldn’t that be a conflict of interest?” she asked, concerned.

“I don’t know. Right now, I don’t care. We can keep it between us for a while. I’d rather deal with work than your brother. He won’t like any of this.” I looked into her beautiful eyes. It was still hard to believe that she and Braxton were related.

“Braxton will get over it. If he sees that I'm happy, there won’t be any issues. Plus, you’ve practically known me my entire life. There shouldn’t be any problem. Plus side? We don’t have to worry about meeting the parents or anything like that. We already know each other, and our parents know each other. That part is easy. It’s almost like an arranged marriage without the arrangement part. We’re destined or something…” she rambled on.

“Whoa, princess, it’s too soon to talk about marriage. We’re only now discovering our attraction to each other while trapped in the office, slowly freezing to death, and doing whatever’s necessary to stay warm,” I quickly interjected, making sure she understood this wasn’t anything serious, and it never would be.

“I know; I was only kidding. But, you are the one guy I’d expect to be married. I told you that already, though.” She laughed, her cheeks turning red, her gaze dropping to the floor.

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