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“I didn’t,” he says with a smirk.“I had all three delivered.”
God help me.
Snow spirals past the windows as he turns onto a wide, glittering avenue.
The world outside is lit with gold fairy lights and frosted branches, like something out of a Hallmark movie.
But I don’t notice any of it.
Because all I can think about is how his hand still lingers on my thigh.
How his voice feels like warm bourbon poured down my spine.
And how maybe, just maybe, I’m falling way too fast for the man who’s supposed to be keeping me safe.
My eyes are glued to Noel’s profile as he drives competently through New York City traffic.
The last couple of days with him have been amazing, and right now, my heart feels so full of dreams and desire for this man that I don’t notice anything else.
I don’t see him lurking.Outside the bakery, across the street.
His shadow lingers.
Unseen.Watching.
Waiting.
But all I see is Noel.
I bite my lip.Anticipation is making jet fighters out of the butterflies in my stomach because the truth?
I hope like hell Noel sees me, too.
Chapter21
Noel
The Stargazer Hotel
The moment we step into the Stargazer’s grand lobby, I get hit with two things.
One—desire, like a fucking freight train.
Two—a text from Balor Cruz.
Cruz
Tell your girl I need a full list of her past clients.Anyone she’s worked with in the last few years.Could be nothing.Could be our guy.
Holly’s hand is still wrapped around mine as I glance down at the message.She follows my gaze, brows lifting.
“For me?”she asks, already guessing.
I nod.“Our tech guy wants a list of all your past clients.”
“Oh, okay.That’s easy.”
She pulls her phone out of her purse, thumbs moving across the screen in swift, practiced strokes.
