Knight (Political Royalty Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
He could feel the dip of her waist and the narrow waistband of her pale-gray trousers. And God help him, but he wondered what it would be like to slip his hand under the fabric to find the woman beneath. When they reached the door to her room, he had no reason to keep touching her and dozens of reasons to stop. He was still reluctant to take his hand away while she reached into her pocket for her key. Her room was smaller than his. Instead of the seating area, she had a bed, a desk, and a small armchair with a postage stamp-sized table. She hurried past him to scoop something lacy off the chair and drop it into the suitcase sitting open on the luggage stand beside the dresser. “I wasn’t expecting company,” she said, closing the suitcase on the scrap of lace he knew would haunt his thoughts later. He waved his hand, gesturing that it didn’t matter. “How do you want your burger?” she asked, snagging the room service menu off the desk. “Medium rare, lettuce, tomato, and cheese.
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