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He was almost at the elevator. To access this floor, you had to have a special keycard. She had one of those keycards.
He had the other.
Beau’s hand rose, and he pressed the button for the elevator.
“Should I be afraid of you?” The question spilled from her.
Beau stiffened. Then turned slowly to peer back at her. “Maybe.”
Boom. Boom. Boom. Her heartbeat was way too fast. “Do you want to hurt me?”
“Never.” Immediate. “I would never do anything to hurt you. I want to keep you safe.” His expression turned savage. “It’s the driver of that car who will be hurt. The killer.”
She didn’t leave the safety of her room. Not fully. “Then why should I be afraid of you?”
The elevator dinged. “I said that maybe you should be afraid.”
“Why?”
“Your favorite question.” The elevator doors opened. He stepped inside. But turned to look back at her. “The answer is…because I want you.”
Boom. Boom.
“I want you very badly, Avalon. But I would never, ever do anything you didn’t want. You’re the one who came to me. Probably would have been so much better if you’d stayed away. But you didn’t. You walked into my bar. Walked up to me. You’re the one who kissed me.”
Yep. Guilty as hell.
“Now you’re in my head. Before you were a memory. A dream. Now you’re real. I can still taste you. And I want more.”
The doors closed.
I want more, too.
But first…
She slammed her suite door shut. Flipped the locks. Even dragged a big chair in front of the door because a woman could never be too careful, and she’d had one hell of a scare that night. Then she grabbed her laptop. Booted up. And got to work.
Beau LeBlanc knew far too much about her. It was time for her to learn all about her hero. And to find out just why the cops thought he was so dark and dangerous.
The elevator doors opened. Beau stepped out. He was still on the top floor. Avalon’s floor. A sweeping glance assured him that the door to the presidential suite was shut. Then, smiling and satisfied, he slid back into the elevator. He’d just taken a short ride moments before. He’d had no intention of actually leaving the building until he was certain that Avalon was safe for what remained of the night.
He rode down to the lobby in silence. He toyed with sending out a text. There were people he wanted working this case, but it was cutting close to four a.m. They’d give him hell if he woke them up now.
He’d let them sleep for two more hours.
Whistling, he left the elevator when it reached the lobby, but he still didn’t exit the building. Not yet. The night manager was waiting for him.
Percy rubbed his hands together. “Everything to your liking?”
Beau grunted. The presidential suite would work, but, no, there was very little about this pisser of a night he liked.
Except for kissing Avalon.
Beau forced his back teeth to unclench. “Her security is priority, understand?”
Percy stopped rubbing his hands. He nodded. Three times.
“She’s VIP. The only VIP in this hotel as far as you’re concerned.”
