used.”
“No, no. Please understand. What you said about my performance…soul changing…that’s all I’ve ever wanted to do with my music. Truly, thank you.”
Annalissa felt the power of his arm under her fingertips. Suddenly heat filled the limousine as the air crackled around them. Licking her lips nervously, she leaned back in her seat removing her hand, once again missing the energy from his touch.
Vinny watched her sit back, avoiding his gaze as though nervous about what seemed to happen when they touched. Admittedly, he had no idea what was happening either. She looks young. Probably at least five or six years younger than me. His eyes could not help but roam down her body, showcased perfectly in the blue dress that set off her dark hair and green eyes. The bodice was tight, covered in sequins. The gentle swell of her breasts, while not large and heavy as he usually preferred, seemed perfect. The layers of silk in the long skirt had swayed gently as he had ushered her before him into the limousine.
Giving himself a mental shake, he thought, Not for me. Not even my type. And that’s good. She’s a mission. And one I will see through to my utmost just like any other mission.
They arrived at the large, exquisite hotel and he alighted from the limo first and then, after quickly scanning the area, turned to assist her from the vehicle. With his bag in one hand and her hand tucked into his other, they entered the tall glass doors and walked to the reception desk.
Before she could speak, he nodded to the manager and said, “This is Ms. O’Brian. You will have a reservation for her. I am Vincent Malloy. We have a reservation for adjoining rooms, regardless of where her original placement was to be. Her harp case, when it arrives, it to be brought to her room.”
The hotel manager looked askance for a moment, then turned to Annalissa and said, “Mr. Levine booked you in a suite of rooms with several others from your group. We have Mr. Malloy on the floor below.”
The manager seemed to want her to make a decision, but she felt unsure. Todd always made the arrangements and he could be such a bear when he did not get his way. Glancing up at Vinny, her eyes implored him to see her dilemma.
Leaning down, Vinny saw the confusion in her eyes. He whispered, “You look very tired. I thought that you would like to be away from the others, have some dinner sent up to your room and relax with your harp. And,” he added. “I can’t do my job if you’re a floor away.”
Hearing the noise of the rest of her entourage coming through the door made up her mind. Looking at the hotel manager she smiled as she pulled herself up and said, “Yes, please. I would like to have you follow Mr. Malloy’s instructions. Immediately, if you please.”
Giving her arm a squeeze, Vinny grinned and turned his attention back to the manager who was handing him their room keys.
“Annalissa dear,” Todd called out. “I’ll take care of all of this and you can go on up with Sharon and Parker.”
“I’m not staying in the suite,” she announced. She winced when her announcement was met with the outcry that greeted her.
Vinny had been proud of her statement, realizing that she often felt overwhelmed by the strong personalities in her life, but his protectiveness grew as soon as he saw her wince.
“She has her room adjacent to mine. It’s the only way I can be assured of her safety,” he declared.
“It’s not her safety that needs to be assured, you overgrown guard. It’s the harp that her father wants to be protected,” Gordon bit out.
Annalissa reared back as though slapped. She wondered why her father had hired a security agency to escort her back to Richland. I should have known it was Easnadh. As much as she loved the harp herself and recognized its value, it still hurt to realize that was where her own father’s concern lay.
“You ass,” Todd said, turning on Gordon. “What the hell’s wrong with you? I have a