Page 14 of Until Hanna

“I have to be there at seven.” She looks up at me. “You don’t have to go with me.”

“I want to.” I take her hand.

“But you didn’t pay for a spot, so you’ll just have to wait for me at the place.”

“I’ll bring a book.”

“I…” She rubs her lips together while slowing her pace. “I think we should talk.”

“About?”

“Well,” she starts, then cuts herself off when a couple walks by us in the hall.

“Do we need privacy for this conversation?” I raise a brow as she looks around the corridor that is crowded with people coming and going from the restaurant.

“Yes.” Her cheeks get pink, piquing my curiosity.

“We can go to my room.” After her nod, I take her hand and lead her to the elevator.

It doesn’t take long to get upstairs, and as soon as the door to my hotel room is closed behind us, I flip on the light and stand with my arms crossed over my chest, watching her as she begins to pace.

“Have you ever had a vacation fling?” she asks as she stops to face me.

The question catches me off guard. I don’t know what I thought this was about, but I never would have guessed that question would come out of her pretty mouth.

“Pardon?”

“About six months ago, I got out of a relationship.”

My hands ball into fists. Fuck me, the irrational anger at hearing she was with someone before I even knew she existed is absolutely ridiculous.

“All right.” I wait for her to go on, and she fidgets as she looks around.

“Umm… you gave me your number, and I wasn’t going to call, because I promised myself I wouldn’t date another man for a year.” Her cheeks get even darker. “Not that I’m saying you want to date me. I mean, you don’t even know me enough to want to date me. I just mean—”

“I get it,” I cut her off.

“Right,” she whispers. “I… Well, I talked to my cousin, April—who is a little wild… or shewaswild. She’s married now with a baby and totally domesticated.”

“Babe.” Fuck, why do I get the feeling she’s about to piss me off, but I’m still gonna find her adorable?

“Sorry.” She shifts from one foot to the other. “My cousin April told me that if I sleep with you and considered it a vacation fling, I wouldn’t be breaking my promise to myself. So, I messaged you, and then you spent the day with me on the beach. Which was great. And then we went out with your friends. Which was also great. And now, tomorrow, you want to go with me, and I want that. But I also want you to know I don’t want a relationship.” She shakes her head. “Not that you asked for that. I just needed to tell you that, so you know it’s not something I’m looking for.”

I should be thrilled. Fuck, any other man in their right mind would be jumping for joy at the idea of fucking her without any strings. Instead, I’m a mixture of turned on and pissed off that I got her alone with a bed at my disposal, as she’s talking aboutonlyfucking me temporarily while she’s on vacation.

“Get undressed,” I bite out, keeping my expression neutral as my hands fall to my sides.

“Wait… What?”

“You wanna fuck, right?” I take a step toward her, and she takes one back.

“I....”

“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I saw you on the plane.” I let my gaze wander over her as she backs away from me. “That tight skirt, those heels, with your hair all tied up in a fancy knot, looking so prim and proper.” I meet her gaze. “I wanted to see you messy and wet, begging me to fuck you harder.”

“Oh my god,” she breathes, backing into the closed sliding glass doors that overlook the ocean. With nowhere to go, I step into her space and wrap my hand around her waist, feeling her smooth, warm skin under my palm. “Walker?”

“I like the sound of my name coming out of your pretty mouth.” I take advantage and cup her jaw with my free hand, dragging my thumb across her plump bottom lip. My other slowly moves up her waist as I listen to her breath catch when the tips of my fingers come in contact with her nipple, which is hard and pressing through the material of her bra and thin top.

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