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seductively.
    She’s so distractingly beautiful and alluring, it takes me a few seconds to process her words.
    “How did you get this room?” I finally manage to say.
    One of her perfectly arched eyebrows raises.
    “Same way you would,” she says.
    She looks at me like I’m an idiot but it’s in a playful way.
    Jesus, she’s cute. And she seems a bit sassy. I like that.
    I especially like that she seems unfazed about standing there practically naked in front of a male stranger; in fact, it almost angers me a bit that she’d be so careless.
    But anger is a hard emotion to maintain at this moment with my cock throbbing with interest.
    I can’t stop my eyes from going over her exposed shoulders, and I try really hard to keep my eyes above the towel, but my gaze drops as I say, “This room’s supposed to be mine.”
    She fixes me with a defiant glare, her blue-gray eyes hardening, and for some odd reason, I’m actually looking forward to her tearing me a new one for being so forward.
    My cock twitches even more in anticipation.

Chapter 4
April
    I register brief surprise on the hottie’s face and it seems his breath caught, but he recovers quickly.
    He’s still angry for whatever reason, but he is most definitely aroused.
    “How did you get this room?” he demands.
    I shake off my brief waver of confidence.
    His tall, heaving, broad-shouldered presence has thrown me off a bit. Not to mention his beautiful flashing green eyes.
    But I have to stay focused.
    Truthfully, I haven’t encountered a specimen like him in…have I ever been this close to a guy this hot up close?
    The guy is cut, rippling with muscles, and his face is high-end luxury car commercial-ready.
    I answer him simply, which doesn’t seem to satisfy him.
    Although the sight of me standing here like this seems to.
    “This room’s supposed to be mine,” he says, barely able to keep his eyes off my cleavage.
    “How is that exactly? Was that your card I booked it with?” I say firmly but keep my voice even.
    I also keep my face calm and pleasant.
    When confronted with an emotional person, escalation can happen extremely quickly if you rise to their level.
    Even when folks are near irrational, when faced with calming tones, part of them will most likely become aware that they’ll look crazy if there’s a hugely disproportionate emotional engagement, and most people aren’t cool with looking crazy.
    Still, I need to make sure this guy doesn’t go digging for more information—I mean he was already ballsy—or crazy—enough to actually come here, not knowing who he was going to be faced with just because he feels entitled to this room.
    He’ll want to know who I am beyond anything I tell him; I need to distract him.
    Not the worst task in the world, and certainly not the hardest; I have a very distinct advantage here.
    I step closer to him so that there’s about an inch between us.
    Though he was agitated with anger before, a bit mediated by his obvious attraction to me, my slender, nearly nude body this close to him is now changing the game—his breathing is different, his mouth hanging open in the usual arousal, his eyes darkening with unmistakable desire.
    Haha! Got him.
    But damn, I’m actually wet in anticipation.
    “I’m happy to share,” I say.
    I didn’t even have to fake the sultry tone.
    This guy has turned me on so much, I have to stop myself from hopping up on him.
    I grab his hand and pull him inside, closing and locking the door behind him.
    Then I drop my towel, facing him.
    His eyes immediately start traveling my body, lingering over my naked breasts before traveling lower, straight down to my waxed mound.
    By the time his eyes make their way back to mine, I can tell he is finished—his other animal side has taken over.
    No doubt, whatever he was mad about is far from his mind as he grabs me to him, planting his mouth on mine.
    I find myself getting wetter, anticipating more of his warm body against mine.
    I am so ready