Unconventional Fling (A Working Girl’s Guide, Book 1) Read Online Free PDF

seconds before they broke apart.
    His fingers trailed up her stomach, over her chest, and along her neck. “Absolutely amazing.”
    She flushed at the affection in his touch and voice. “Definitely.”
    * * * *
    Jade sighed at the light brush of lips on the back of her neck, floating halfway between consciousness and sleep. Brandon’s bare chest warmed her back, and his arm draped her hip, holding her close.
    “Go back to sleep.” His soft whisper caressed her ear.
    “Mhm…” That sounds nice. Especially if it meant she could stay wrapped up a little longer. She nestled against him and willed her brain to fall back asleep.
    She wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but she was just drifting off again when the bed shifted, pulling her back awake. Cold enveloped her before the sheets fell back into place. She rolled over so she could see him and frowned as he pulled on his T-shirt. The red numbers on the clock next to him told her it wasn’t even five a.m. yet.
    “Is something wrong?” she asked quietly.
    He jumped but didn’t turn to face her. “I hoped you wouldn’t wake up.”
    “Too late.” She failed to push aside her creeping disappointment. There was nothing to be upset over. It wasn’t like they were going to spend the rest of the weekend in her room, getting to know each other in every way possible. She’d known before she went down to the bar that this would be a one-night thing.
    He slumped forward, dropping his face into his hands for a moment before standing. He still wouldn’t look at her. “I need to get back to my own room. I had a great time.”
    She shouldn’t stop him. This was exactly the way things were supposed to go. A sliver of light from the hallway fell across her and then vanished again as he stepped through the door.
    Right. Exactly how it’s supposed to go. She rolled onto her back, wide-awake now, staring at the ceiling. At least it was fun while it lasted. Maybe she could get a couple more hours sleep before she hit downtown to play tourist.

Chapter 6
    Brandon leaned his head against the wall of the shower, and the cool of the tile seeped into his forehead. Scalding water poured over his back. For the first time since he’d started touring the con circuit, he was dreading spending the day with the crowds and fans. Not because his appreciation for it had changed any, but because he would rather have spent the time with Jade, ordering room service, getting to know each other, and if they could get away with it, never getting dressed.
    Well, maybe getting dressed long enough to drop by the hotel gift shop for a box of condoms.
    But then what? They’d still have to go their separate ways tomorrow. And it was never meant to last more than one night. She’d never implied she wanted otherwise, which was a shame as far as he was concerned. A woman like that deserved better than a random fling in a hotel room.
    At least this way his agent wouldn’t kill him for adding a layer of truth to the rumors.
    He pushed the regrets aside. It was over, and it had definitely been amazing. No reason to ruin the memories by focusing on the downside. And they were good memories; her fingers digging into his back, her quiet sighs, and her loud moans. His cock reacted to the images. No time for that. He switched the water to cold. He had things to do today.
    Fifteen minutes later, he was dressed and riding the elevator down. The familiar scents of bacon and coffee teased him as they wafted from the hot breakfast buffet below. Running into her again would be awkward. He should grab his food from the drive-thru down the street. He’d still be back in plenty of time for his first panel of the day. Despite his resolve, he cut a straight line for the complimentary coffee, only taking his attention away from the lobby long enough to mix cream into his drink.
    He found a spot away from most of the crowds—one that had a good view of the room. Part of his brain screamed that he was acting like a