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well…I got the request just as I was about to come and see you. I thought I could call you, but then I noticed my phone had died. I really am sorry, Violet.”
    “Have you eaten?” I asked, widening my door so he could come in. “I just ordered room service. You’re welcome to help yourself.”
    “No. I’m starving, actually,” Blake smirked. He would have drenched my panties with his look alone, if I’d been wearing any.
    I sat watching him eat my leftover salad. It was lucky I hadn’t eaten all of the bread because he quickly finished that off, too; Damn, Blake really was hungry.         
    “Wow, you weren’t joking about being starving, were you?” I chuckled. “I can order something else if you’re still hungry.”
    “That was fine, Violet,” Blake smiled, reaching out to gently stroke my cheek. “Thank you.”
    “I have a fully stocked mini bar, too.”
    “The perks of being a famous supermodel, huh?” he teased, raising his perfect eyebrow.
    “I guess so,” I giggled, getting up. “What do you want? A beer?”
    “Sounds good.”
    We made small talk for a little while and Blake told me about his day before I filled him in on mine.
    “What?” I asked when he laughed at me.
    “Can’t you see how different our lives are? I’m telling you about oil changes and breakdowns, while you’re telling me about diamonds hanging from the ceiling in your latest commercial.”       
    “I’ve had my fair share of breakdowns, too,” I quipped, sipping my water.
    Blake sniggered into his beer bottle. “I can imagine.”
    “Are you still angry with me?” I whispered.
    “No,” he sighed. “ Everyone knows who you are, Violet. I can’t believe I never realized it.”
    “I liked that you were just interested in me .”
    “Violet,” Blake smoldered, “I’m still very interested in you.” Why did his words make me smile so much? “Especially in that robe. Please don’t tell me you are naked underneath,” he said, even though his voice sounded hopeful and full of lust.
    “I am, actually,” I whimpered, feeling the air between us shift and become damp with desire.
    “Mm…I think I need to take a closer look,” Blake muttered huskily as he pulled me into his embrace.
    I didn’t even have time to respond before his lips crashed against mine urgently and I felt his hands go for the belt of my robe, undoing it with one hard tug.
    “If you want two weeks of this, Violet, I’m yours,” he purred before completely overtaking me with his powerful touch.

    “Where are you taking me again?” I giggled as Blake passed me his helmet.
    “It’s a surprise,” he grinned, helping me put it on. I’d finally gotten a day off, and we were spending it together.
    “You’re not kidnapping me, are you?” I teased.
    “Damn, you’ve ruined my plan now,” he snorted. “I was going to tie you to a bed in a cabin up in the woods and have my wicked way with you for months.”
    “I’d actually let you do that,” I smirked, fluttering my eyelashes innocently.
    “I think the world would miss you somehow, Violet.” Damn, he had a point, but I would gladly let him tie me up for a few days. I was getting wet just thinking about it.
    I loved riding with Blake on his Harley. He might have been a little reckless, showing off with how fast he could go, but I felt completely safe with him; I knew he had the bike under control. My hair danced in the wind as I held onto his waist tightly. I loved it when I didn’t have to worry about my makeup or my hair. I was just me for the day—the natural Violet. Those days happened so rarely that I liked to savor them.
    I had no idea how long we’d been riding when Blake pulled into a clearing. A beautiful lake with a small beach came into view and I hugged him closer. How did he know this was just what I needed?
    “Where are we?” I asked excitedly as he helped me take my helmet off.
    “Lake McConaughy,” he grinned, pecking my lips.