and glad that the mood had changed.
“Boyd, leave them both alone. Anyone can see they’re madly in love.” Ellie interrupted.
God, I must be a better actress than my Dad always believed!
“Don’t you dare, Boyd. I’ve planned to spend the next four days convincing Claire to move in with me.” Tevis dropped his arm from her shoulder and slipped it round her waist.
Claire kicked him in the shin under the table. His hand was brushing against her breast. He ignored her, giving her a knowing look.
“You’re staying for the wedding?” Ellie smiled broadly as she posed the question.
“Yes, she is,” Tevis responded quickly as if he thought she might say otherwise.
She opened her mouth to speak but closed it. She spent the rest of the meal apparently content and happy, but inside she was fuming and thinking of all the ways she could bring about Tevis Drummond’s quick demise. Some of them weren’t pretty.
Every so often he would grin at her as if he could read every thought going through her head.
***
They entered the elevator arm in arm. As soon as the doors shut Claire pushed Tevis away. Much to her annoyance he still had a wide smile on his face as he watched the anger take over hers.
“I never agreed to go to the wedding!” she exploded.
“What did you expect? Of course you’re going. You’re my partner, my significant other.”
“No, I’m not!”
“You are for the next four days. Everyone will expect you to be at my side,” Tevis responded smoothly.
“Well, you can think again! I’m not doing it.” She moved as far away as possible in the small space, which wasn’t anywhere near far enough.
“Yes you are. We have a verbal contract.” His voice turned sarcastic. “I’m sure your boss Isabella will agree with me when I insist it is binding.”
“You wouldn’t…?”
“Are you sure?”
His face was cold and she couldn’t tell if he would go through with his threat. The last thing she wanted was for the law firm to find out she’d spent the weekend with their client. It wouldn’t look good whatever she said.
The doors of the elevator slid open and she had no option but to follow him through to the reception. He headed to the bedroom where they’d had their discussion earlier.
“Where’s my room?” She needed to get out of his sight before she did something she regretted. Like, throttle him.
He cocked his head at her and that annoying smile returned.
“You don’t have a room.”
Claire had a sneaky suspicion she wasn’t going to like what came next. He didn’t fail her. It was getting to be a habit of his.
“You’re staying with me.”
“Oh no, I’m not.”
She made a dash for the elevator but she found out he’d been correct when he’d told her earlier he was fast. He caught her around her waist and swung her round to face him. Now he was much too close and he smelled delicious. Of male power and expensive cologne. And damn it, she liked that he’d caught her.
“You agreed to this. Everyone expects you to sleep in my bedroom,” he growled. “I’ve never had to provide a separate room for a woman in my life.”
“I’m not one of your women.”
“You are for the next four days. For appearances, you have to maintain the charade.”
“I’m not sleeping with you!”
“I don’t recall inviting you to,” he snapped back, pushing her towards the door of his bedroom. “But you’ll damned well sleep next to me, even if I have to tie you to the bed!”
***
TEVIS
Claire full of anger was beautiful. She paced the bedroom floor like a caged cat, making him want to take her in his arms and tame her. To turn her from spitting hellfire to purring kitten.
He kept the smug smile off his face. If he could evoke that level of anger from her, what the fuck would she be like stirred to the heights of passion? It was a fine line between the two, and one he wanted to take her over.
“You’ll have to sleep in the bath!”
“No.”
“Then I’ll sleep