Page 40 of The Wrong Promise

I quickly close the door behind us. “You’re not sharing with anyone?”

“No. Piper and Anna are next door. Though, now, I wish I was sharing.”

“Jesus, if you don’t feel safe, you need to leave,” I state.

“Now you’re here… you could stay?”

“Seriously? You want to sleep in the same bed when I have a condo a block away?”

She looks down at her feet. “I’m not sure why I came. I’m trying to fit insomewhere…”

There it is. “Hey.” I take her in my arms and hold her for a moment. The reason why I check in on her. I encouraged her to come to London, and I don’t want her to be alone in a strange country. “Go back out there with your friends, and I’ll stay here. I need to get some sleep.”

She kisses my cheek and holds my gaze. “Thank you.”

“You owe me,” I mutter before she closes the door.

When I head down the hall to the bathroom we passed, there’s a damn lineup. I nod to the three guys waiting before me.

Finally, the door opens, and a girl walks out. Then, a guy adjusting his fly.

The fuck?

It’s like being back at college all over again.

Finally, it’s my turn. How many people use this bathroom? I stare at the shower floor. It’s wet. Did someone shower or…

Despite the fancy décor, I’m not staying in here a second longer than I need.

I head back to the bedroom, strip off, and climb into Zara’s bed. I’ll grab a few hours’ sleep and once she’s okay, I’ll head back to mine. I have willingly subjected myself to this environmentfor Zara.

I let the meaning of that sink in.

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ZARA

My head throbs.

I open one eye.Shit.This bed is smaller than expected, and I’m so close to Jobe. Hesitantly, I lift my head and suck in a breath. His eyes are wide open, watching me. “Sorry.” I lift the arm that was wrapped around his chest to wipe the drool off his shoulder before wiping my mouth.

“You snore,” he states.

“I do not.”

He pats my leg, which is a dead weight over his hips. “Regardless, I need to go to that ghastly bathroom.”

What’s wrong with the bathroom?I pry myself off him and feel the cool air that separates us.

His body was so warm.

I watch him tug up his trousers, and he turns to…

… oh.

I watch as he struggles with his erection, and I can’t takemy eyes away. Then, with the zipper undone, he walks out of the room, grumbling something about morning.

He has a great dick, maybe the best dick I’ve ever seen.

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