Love on Landing

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Author: Heather Thurmeier
Tags: Contemporary Romance
room but he couldn't make out the words. "Tali," he called. "You okay in there?"
    Another muffled response answered him through the thick door, yet he still couldn't make out the words. Was she hurt? Still upset? Maybe she really was still sleeping?
    "Tali, I can't come in unless you open the door. Can you just let me know you're okay so I can go get breakfast?"
    He didn't want to be rude, but honestly, he didn't feel like talking to her very much today. He didn't want to get into another argument with her if she was feeling fragile for some reason. And he definitely didn't want to be her impromptu shoulder to cry on. No thanks.
    The lock slipped in the door and an instant later Tali stood on the other side—wrapped in a towel. Her bare shoulders were a warm ivory that looked like they had been perfectly polished by someone with great attention to detail. Her hair hung wet across her collarbone and his eyes couldn't help but follow the tiny rivers of water running off her tresses as they disappeared into her cleavage.
    His eyes focused on the mounds of her breasts held captive under the tightly wrapped towel. He suddenly prayed the towel would come loose and fall to the floor so he could see the rest of the treasures she kept just out of his view.
    He'd never hated a towel more in his life.
    "Hey, Gavin. What's up?" Tali opened the door wide and pulled him through before letting it close behind him. "It's drafty out in the hallway."
    He saw the goose bumps rise on her flesh and had to stop himself from reaching out to rub them away. They were so tempting. She was so tempting.
    Stop. She's the same spoiled girl she was last night. He nodded unconsciously. She's also naked.
    "I was just checking you out." His gaze flashed back to her face and away from the view clouding his thoughts and tying his tongue. "I—I meant to say I was just checking on you to see if you were okay since you seemed a bit upset last night."
    She smiled and put her hands on her hips. Her towel opened at her side slightly, revealing a glimpse of her milky-white thigh. "I'm fine. It's amazing what a good night's sleep and a hot shower can do for a person."
    And a body.
    "Great. I'm glad to hear that. So I'll leave you alone then." He started toward the door but her hand on his arm stopped him.
    "Could you stay?" Her dark eyes gazed up at him and he wanted to say yes to her request.
    "Why?"
    "I thought maybe we could hang out together today. You know, walk around the city a bit. Maybe shop a little. Take in the sights. What do you say?"
    "I say I have better things to do than carry your shopping bags all over the city."
    "Really? Like what? Stay in the hotel and pout?"
    He shrugged. He wasn't going to let her get the better of him again. He wasn't going to let her get him worked up into another bickering match. "Maybe. But whatever I do on my time off is my business, not yours. And I don't pout."
    "You seem awfully pouty," she said, turning away from him to walk back across the room. She grabbed the outfit lying on the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. "You're going to get bored if you stay inside all day," she called through the closed door.
    "I think I'll manage just fine, thanks," he called back.
    He glanced around the room. Her bed was still unmade. A half-full bottle of diet soda and an empty jar of salted cashews lay on the bedside table. The girl obviously didn't feel the need to clean up after herself. And who actually took food from the mini bar? That stuff was always way overpriced. Of course Tali probably didn't even consider prices, ever—of anything—least of all cashews from the mini bar.
    Sure, not spoiled at all.
    "I think you're being silly to miss out on everything Paris has to offer because of me. I'm not that bad, you know."
    The bathroom door opened and Tali strode out looking even more amazing than she had the day before. Her long hair was twisted up into some kind of ponytail, allowing him a clear view of her neck, which was
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