She emerged into the shared living room of the suite, eyes drawn hopefully to the spot where a Ben-shaped imprint still lay on the cushions. The door to the minibar gave a click, and Layla’s gaze snapped toward it. Brent was popping open two mini bottles of orange juice. He put one on the breakfast bar and slid it in her direction, then he pointed at the couch and pulled a face. “I am very disappointed by this,” he confessed. “You let the poor guy sleep there all night. All alone.” “Down boy,” Layla answered, giving her friend a warning look. “We were talking for hours. It was, like, four-thirty or something, and I went to the bathroom. When I got back he was out cold, so I threw a blanket over him and went to bed.” “You talked for hours?” Brent asked. Layla nodded. True to form, Brent changed tack and melted at once. Where before he’d been disappointed that Layla hadn’t had a night of passion with her new shifter bodyguard, now Brent clutched his hands together in the sweetest way.
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