look of shock.
Kyle grabbed her hand and led her back to their friends. Haylee suddenly realized that her friends were going to be well-aware of what they’d be doing when they left the pub. Heat infused her face as they got closer, but luckily, only Melissa and Jake were left. Everyone else had apparently gone on their own way for the night. Melissa gave a surreptitious thumbs-up and Jake winked at her, and then nodded at Kyle.
“See you guys later.” Kyle called out as he directed Haylee to the exit.
Getting a cab on New Year’s Eve was practically impossible, so they bundled up and made their way over to the hotel, swerving through the mobs of people wandering the streets. Kyle put his arm around her shoulder and tugged her close to his body. Haylee felt safe with him and wondered at herself for that. She didn’t know him all that well, after all. She knew Jake and trusted him implicitly which transferred over to Kyle a bit. But, now she was going back to a hotel with a stranger. One hot, gorgeous, amazing kisser-of-a-stranger. Before she voiced her doubts, however, he was guiding her in to the lobby of the hotel.
While Kyle got his key from the front desk, Haylee mulled over the situation in her mind. Jake wouldn’t have let her go with Kyle if he was involved or was some kind of jerk. They were going to be in the same hotel as her friends, so she’d have somewhere to go if things got out of hand. And, she had promised herself one special night. By the time she talked herself back off the ledge, so to speak, Kyle was at her side, escorting her to the elevator. His hand slid down to her hip and sparked fresh desire through her.
Yep. She was doing this. With Kyle. Tonight. Wow.
Nerves churned in her stomach the entire ride upstairs. Kyle stood close and kept his body turned slightly toward her. There were a few other couples in the elevator, one of which was caught up in an intense lip lock. Their hands roamed one another and it was obvious they didn’t care that they were in public. The elevator stopped at the third floor and the other people got off, including the kissing couple. The girl looked back at Haylee and Kyle and winked while grabbing her man’s ass, then turned and walked away as the doors closed. Haylee looked at Kyle as he turned towards her, and she felt herself blush. He grinned at her and pulled her in front of his body, wrapping his thick arms around her waist. Even through their heavy coats, she could feel his erection.
For a second, Haylee panicked. He had to be huge. What if it didn’t fit? A nervous giggle bubbled up from her throat and she tried to stifle it with her hand. The elevator dinged and they got out on the fifth floor. Her heart began to thump quickly as she followed Kyle to his room. This was not her. What was she thinking? Her body broke out in a sweat, her hands clammy, as Kyle slipped the card key from his pocket and reached for the electronic lock.
She could stop now. She could simply go down the hall to her friend’s room. She thought for a second and realized she’d be alone…with Cara and the “kilt guys.” For some reason, the mental image of Cara and two almost-naked, kilt-wearing hotties caused a twinge between her legs. Sexual tension thrummed through her body as she followed Kyle in to his room.
The door clicked behind her, but Haylee couldn’t bring herself to turn around. The room was dimly lit. She didn’t have to see anything to know he was standing right behind her. She could smell his cologne, hear his breathing and feel the heat emanating off of his body. He caused the tiny hairs on the back of neck to prickle and despite her nerves, she leaned back ever so slightly.
“Would you care for something to drink?” Kyle’s warm breath grazed her ear.
It was a simple question. Haylee wondered if some liquid
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