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His words made me angry, angrier than they should have. Violet was just my manger, but at the same time, I couldn’t help that I was starting to develop feelings for her. She was an exceptional woman. It was hard to find a woman who was intelligent, beautiful, driven, and kind all in one amazing bundle. So, even though when she started working with us, I didn’t want Zack fucking her because I didn’t want him messing up a good thing, now, if I was honest with myself a part of me didn’t want him with her because I wanted her for myself.
Jesus. I groaned and let my head fall back against the head rest. What in the hell were we going to do?
“It’s over. I won’t be having sex with her again, man. I swear to God, it was a one-time-only thing. The group and our friendship are the most important thing. I fucked up, but it won’t happen again. I’ve stopped the excessive drinking and womanizing. Cold turkey. You gotta give me some credit for that.”
Opening my eyes, I looked over at Zack. He seemed sincere and he had indeed cleaned up his act; it was a minor setback. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Nodding, I stood. “You’re right. Let’s just try to roll it back and keep it professional from here on it. And perhaps it’s best none of the others in the group find out.”
“What do you think I’m going to do, put it in the Hypnotic newsletter. Fuck, man. Of course, this will be between us.”
“Good enough. I’ll let myself out.”
“Night.”
I waved as I opened the door and walked out, closing it securely behind me.
Once in the hallway, I was met with a dilemma. Did I go back to my own room and see how things went down or did I confront Violet as well? If what Zack said could be trusted, she was the one that crossed the boundaries first. And a part of me was fucking mad she’d chosen him.
She definitely had some explaining to do.
With my decision made, I made my way to the elevator and rode it down a couple floors to her floor. The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. I hesitated a moment, I still had time to turn back. But I wasn’t going to. I was a man on a mission.
Making my way down the hallway I found her room and didn’t hesitate in knocking on her door. It took a couple rounds of aggressive knocks before she finally answered, wearing a white terry cloth hotel robe tied around her waist and her long, red hair was wet and laying against her back. The smell of apples drifted to my nose.
“Dylan, what are you doing here?”
“Did I wake you?”
“No, I just got out of the shower. I was just going to dry my hair and go to bed though.”
“Good, we have a few things we need to talk about.”
“But, can’t it wait until morning?”
“No. No it can’t.” I didn’t wait for an invite but brushed past her and into the room. I glanced down as I walked past her and—can’t lie—knowing she was naked under that robe was making my dick dance under the restrictive jeans covering it.
“Come on in,” she muttered, closing the door and following me into the room.
Her room was quite basic, just a bed, a desk, and a little table with two chairs.
“Why do you always get basic rooms?” I couldn’t help but derail my mission for a moment to get the information I’d been wondering for the past couple of days.
She shrugged. “I don’t need anything fancy. It’s just a place to lay my head.”
“I suppose.” Walking over to the bed, I sat down. Leaning against the desk in front of me, she crossed her arms over her chest and eyed me. “What’s so important that it couldn’t wait until tomorrow?”
“I saw you and Zack in the hot tub.”
The silence that overtook the room was almost deafening. Though considering her cheeks were beginning to glow a deep crimson color, it was evident she didn’t want me knowing.
“Umm.”
I raised an eyebrow at her, patiently waiting.
“What do you want me to say?”
“I want to know what you were thinking. You were quite adamant that you were a professional, yet the first chance you got you were spreading your legs for Zack.”
Her mouth dropped open, but still seemed be at a loss for words.
