“You’re a jackass,” she snapped at me, fire in her eyes again, and I smiled inwardly. There was the passion I was going to enjoy once I had her in bed. I’d let her spend the night with her friend in another room. I didn’t want to frighten her off. Then I’d spend the day with her, get to know her better. Then tomorrow night, I’d go in for the kill again. Only tomorrow night, I’d seal the deal.
Chapter 3
“Are you mad at me?” Anna rolled over in bed and groaned. “My head is killing me.”
“Next time, don’t drink so much.”
“I was so drunk.” She closed her eyes. “It’s so bright in here.”
“It’s called sunlight, Anna,” I laughed and sat up, looking around the room. “I can’t believe he got us a suite.”
“Who, Max?” She looked around. “Is he here?”
“Anna, Max left.” I stared down at her. “Did you forget?”
“I can’t really remember what happened.” She groaned again, much more melodramatically this time. “Did I sleep with him?”
“No.” I shook my head. “You were in the bathroom puking and he tried to make a move on me.”
“What?” Her eyes flew open. “Bastard.”
“Yes, he was. His boss came into the room and kicked him out him and then got us a room.”
“His boss?” She frowned and then her eyes lit up. “Wait, it was that hot guy from the museum, wasn’t it?”
“What hot guy?” I feigned ignorance.
“Don’t try and lie to me, Lola Franklin.” She shook her head. “I saw the looks you gave him.”
“Whatever.”
“Did you hook up with him?”
“No.” My face turned red.
“Oh my God, you did, didn’t you?”
“No!” I exclaimed sharply and then grinned. “Though he did kiss me.”
“No way!” she screamed and then made a face and rubbed her forehead. “It’s too early for this excitement.”
“What excitement?”
“You kissed a stranger!” she squealed. “I can’t believe it. Lola Franklin kissed a handsome stranger.”
“I almost did more.” I grinned and collapsed onto the bed next to her. “Oh, Anna, he was so sexy, but he was such an asshole.”
“You did not almost sleep with him?”
“I did.” I grinned. “I’m twenty-one, not eighty-one. I’m entitled to a life.”
“I do not believe it. You said you didn’t believe in casual sex.”
“When it’s once-in-a-lifetime casual sex, how can I say no?” I grinned. “I mean, isn’t that why we came here? To be different from our normal selves?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” She nodded. “Who would have thought it? Anna and Lola from Palm Bay, Florida, are living it up in London, England, like two little sluts.”
“Anna!” I gasped, and she giggled.
“What would you call us?”
“Modern girls.” I laughed. “We’re modern girls who know what we want.” I lay there and smiled as I thought of my kiss with Xavier. Even though he’d been an asshole, I still thought he was a sexy beast.
“Okay, then. We’re modern girls.” Anna rested her head on my shoulder. “I’m glad we came, by the way,” she spoke softly. “I think it’s just the change we needed.”
“Me too,” I whispered back at her. “Me too.
***
The knocking at the door awoke me, and I groaned. Anna and I must have fallen back asleep.
“Room service,” a voice called out, and I rolled out of the bed to open the door.
“I’m coming.” I yawned and opened the door. “Oh.” My eyes widened as I took in Xavier. He looked even more handsome in daylight. “I thought you were room service.”
“I am.” He grinned and held up his heads. He had two coffees and a bag of something.
“Oh, thanks.” I stood there awkwardly and groaned inwardly as I realized how I must have looked. I reached up and rubbed my eyes and then looked at my fingertips. They were smudged with black.
“Going to a fancy dress party today?” he asked me with a smile.
“Sorry, what?”
“I was wondering if there was a reason why you looked like a raccoon.”
“Excuse me?” My mouth dropped, and he laughed.
“Can I come in or am I not allowed past the front door?”
“Why do you want to come in?” I took a step back, and he ran his fingers to my face and down my cheek, holding everything in his other hand.
“Do not worry, Lola. It’s not to seduce you. Trust me.”