Page 50 of Claiming Atlas

I turn back around.

He steps toward me, and I think I better run, because he looks too damn good in nothing butter water droplets from the shower, and I’m trying to leave so this one-night stand doesn’t morph into two.

I think I’ve made enough bad decisions to last me a lifetime.

He stops a foot away from me. “What are you doing tonight?”

His closeness makes memories of last night flood my brain, and I can’t answer because I can’t think.

“Kayla.”

Goddammit, the way he says my name. So calm and firm, like he’s ready to take command of my body all over again. I look up and meet his gaze.

There’s that frustratingly sexy smirk again. “What are you doing tonight? I have this thing to go to, and I thought... well...” He runs his hand through his hair, pulling his bangs back. “I don’t know, maybe you want to come with me?”

Yes. Of course I do.I’d go anywhere with him, especially naked and dripping wet like that, then I blink and give my head a quick shake because I have a prior commitment. “I can’t. I have a... thing.”

With you.

“Oh.” His shoulders slump and I can’t believe I just turned Atlas Reynolds down for a second night of mind-blowing sex.

Except, did I? He thinks I did, but I know something he doesn’t know. We’ll be back here in this suite tonight, but only after he’s seen my final performance as Kincaid Summers. I take two small steps and close the space between us, then bring my lips to his in a quick kiss.I’m going to rock your world tonight, Atlas.“Thanks for an amazing night, Atlas.”

He nods, holding my gaze until I turn away from him. Part of me waits for him to argue, to chase me, but I know that he won’t. That guy doesn’t chase women.

I mean, except for me. I smile as I step into the elevator, then slowly turn around and meet his gaze as the door closes.

But wait. He pursued me last night and got what he wanted.

Which means... tonight could go either way. He’s already had me, so will he even want to do this again?Dammit. I ride the elevator down to the lobby, gripped with doubt. It weighs heavily on my chest, pushing the euphoria of last night aside and settling in around my heart like thick fog.

I should have just told him we have the same destination tonight.

I blew it, didn’t I?

Chapter Twenty-Two

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