When the phone had rung in her room several minutes earlier, there was only heavy breathing and three words.“I need you.”Romantic-sounding words, to be sure, but he hadn’t called her with romance on his mind. At least if she was his girlfriend she would be taken out for dinner occasionally, maybe get some jewelry. At the very least, she’d have a random orgasm thrown in her direction.She got to the end of the hall and rapped on the door to his hotel suite lightly three times.Marcus opened it and Dani breezed in, taking a seat on his couch.“I know, I know,” she prattled, reaching for the remote to the television and fully expecting him to be out the door before she could finish the sentence, “don’t ask, don’t tell.”But Marcus said nothing. Dani looked up from where she was sitting to find him staring at her. His blue eyes regarded her warily, the expression on his face bemused. If she didn’t know him better, she would’ve said he looked rattled. But Marcus was an expert at holding his cards close and rarely showed nervousness about anything.“You know I love you, baby girl.”“That sounds like a slick come-on.
