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offerings? He moved back and looked her over slowly.
    “So you just thought you would pop over and… and what, exactly?”
    He stepped back another two steps and grinned. “Honestly? I missed you.” He said quietly. “Thought we could catch up.”
    Lola scoffed. “Did ya now? Or was it that you were alone for the night and just decided to bother with me?”
    She pushed past him to her door and slipped her card into the reader and slipped the magnetic key into the lock. The double doors opened with a soft woosh and she walked though. She smiled to herself when she saw Winter follow as he fiddled with his cell phone.
    The doors closed with a soft click, and he walked up next to her and showed her his phone.
    The image there was of two girls, wrapped around each other on a bed. Looking at the camera.  “Lovely. I think they were with Stanton the other night.”
    Winter nodded. “Stoli and Gatsby. Just proving I wasn’t alone for the night.” He said and tucked the phone away. “And no, before you get all indignant, I haven’t touched them. True they are in my room at the W, no doubt making some disturbing video to upload on YouPorn or something, but I came here the second they told me you were here.”
    “How long did it take you to get dressed?” she asked and walked further into the suite.
    He laughed. “Lo, nothing happened. They came up, we talked, they told me you were here. I left the hotel to come here and see you.”
    She turned towards him and smiled, then moved towards the couch and sat, crossing her legs as she did. She could hear the scratch of her thigh highs as they rubbed together, the weak light glinting off the patent leather of her boots and buckles. She watched as his eyes went wide for just a second and then settled in his lazy gaze, the one that had set her aflame so many times before. Gods, the smallest thing…
    “For what reason?” She asked and laid her hands on her thigh.
    “For any reason. I don’t give a shit if we talk or fight or fuck. I missed you. Missed your smile, your laugh, the way you fucking laugh at me. ” He moved closer and went to his knees in front of her, stopping just next to her knee. “Is that too hard to imagine?”
    No, it wasn’t. She missed him. Missed the way he looked in the morning, his hair a mess and the sleepy set of his eyes. Missed his quirks and they way he drank orange juice out of the container. Missed the way his skin felt when he held her hand. Missed the way he would whisper to her in the night, words of love and need, before he slid into her from behind. Of course she missed him. She loved him. But that didn’t mean she was going to give in so damn easy.
    If she was honest with herself it would make things easier on the road starting something up with him again, which was what she wanted, but until Shessha was taken care of completely, she would have to keep him at arm’s length and she didn’t want to.
    “You can’t tell me you didn’t miss me.”
    She looked towards him, his arms now leaning on the cushion she was sitting on so he could lean closer to her. If nothing else, he was charming.
    “That’s not the point.”
    “So you do miss me.”
    She sighed. “On stormy nights most.” She said softly, visions flashing in her head of several of the nights they spent together before fame grabbed them both, making love on the balcony of her parents plantation house. She could almost hear the creaking of the wicker love seat as she rode him on it while the storm raged, tossing the old oaks branches to and fro.
    Winter leaned in and grinned. “I miss that too, though not as much as I just miss you. Everything else is icing, I miss us.”
    She nodded as there wasn’t anything she could say. True she wanted him to know how she felt, but stressing about it, unneeded, could possibly set a crack in her new barrier, and right now was not the time to have that happen. No, she was going to have to play this coolly, and ignore how badly she