dinner slip. Before the waiter took the plates away, Solomon crossed over to him.
âExcuse me,â he said. âHow many people ordered dinner in here tonight?â
âIâm sorry?â the waiter asked.
âWere there a lot of people in here? A young lady just left and she forgot something. I want to make sure she gets it,â Solomon bluffed.
âIâll be happy to return her lost item,â the man replied as heâd been trained to do.
Solomonâthe businessmanâwas happy, but the man trying to find the sexiness that had just walked out of the hot tub needed information. âItâs a rather delicate item and Iâm not sure sheâd want a stranger returning it,â he said.
âIf you donât know her room number, Iâm willing to guess youâre a stranger too,â the waiter replied, struggling to keep his voice respectful.
Solomon sighed. It was time to unleash the big gun. âDo you know who I am?â he asked.
âOther than the fact that youâre a valued guest at our resort, Iâm going to say no.â
Solomon chuckled again. This guy was trained very well. âSolomon Crawford. I own the resort.â
The waiter raised his eyebrow and studied Solomonâs face as if he was trying to recall the image heâd seen in his training manual. Of course Solomon was fully clothed and smiling in the Crawford Hotel Handbook.
âMr. Crawford, I didnât recognize you,â the man said.
âI noticed, and I think you handled things superbly, but I need that womanâs room number.â
âOf course, sir,â he said, then handed him the food charge slip. Solomon looked up at the waiter.
âWhatâs your name?â
âMatt, sir.â
âAll right, Matt, Iâll ask one more thing of you. No one needs to know Iâm here. So, if you can keep your mouth shut, expect a bonus at the end of my stay,â Solomon said. âA big bonus.â
Matt smiled brightly. âYes, sir.â
âThanks. And youâre doing a great job. Keep it up,â Solomon complimented as he read the food slip. Kandace Davis was staying in the Wonderland Suite, and from the looks of her dinner order she was alone. Ripe for the picking, he thought as he left the grotto.
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Kandace stormed into her room and thought about calling the front desk to complain about that jackass. That jackass with the sexy emerald eyes, hard body that seemed to be designed for pleasure, and hands that probably knew how to find every erogenous zone on any womanâs body. When he held her hand, she felt a sizzle that spread from the tips of her fingers to the center of her womanly core. And there she was standing in a bathing suit that she was sure barely covered her ample assets. Inadvertently, Kandace ran her hand across her bottom. Yep, her suit was showing off her cheeks. No wonder he walked over to her and tried to run that weak game. She rolled her eyes. No matter how cute he was, she would not succumb to his smooth voice and killer body. At least she didnât give him her name. Now, she wished sheâd brought her phone so that she could tell Alicia and Serena about the jerk. They knew how to handle men like that. Serena probably wouldâve pushed him into the hot tub and Alicia wouldâve made him feel worthless with her biting sarcasm.
Well, if I see him again, Iâm just going to ignore the horn dog, she thought as she peeled off her wet suit and headed for the shower.
Still, as she stood in the shower, her mind wandered back to his haunting eyes, and despite herself, when she felt the lick of the water against her neck, she thought of his lips and tongue being there. Kandace quickly shut off the water.
âGet it together,â she admonished. âHeâs just trying to score, and you were the only one in the hot tub.â
Just as Kandace finished drying off and rubbing lotion on her skin, there