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She nodded, eyes suddenly bright. “Where to?”

“Back to my suite.” I curved my lips into a mischievous grin. “Unless you have another idea?”

She shook her head. “That sounds like perfection.” Her forehead suddenly furrowed, taking her expression from dreamy to serious in a heartbeat. “Shit. I forgot to turn my phone onto voicemail. Do you mind if we stop by my office really quick on the way up to your room?”

“Not at all.”

We headed out into the warm evening air. Darkness was only just starting to creep in from the horizon, spreading a rich navy over the cloudless sky. The big show of fireworks would start soon, and I was glad that we'd be watching from inside. The heat was oppressive. I was pleased to slip back into the air-conditioned interior of the limo.

Going to Briana's office was only a quick detour, but one that seemed like it took a million years because of how eager I was to get her to my room. Still, I didn't mind. I liked getting to see the other side of her, the side with the job and the responsibilities. It made me feel closer to her. Even though I knew I shouldn't be close to her at all.

We entered the long hallway leading to the offices when she suddenly froze. I started to ask what was wrong when I saw a man leaning against the wall near the end of the hall. He was tall, only about an inch shorter than me, and had a sour expression on his face before he even saw us. And when he did, I knew for sure that he was the reason Briana had stopped because he looked pissed.

“Elroy,” she said, her tone flat. “What are you doing here?”

The man – Elroy – pushed off from the wall and stalked toward us. “What am I doing here? Like I don't have a fucking right to be here? I want to talk to you.”

I stepped forward, placing a protective hand in front of Briana. I didn't know this guy from Adam, but he looked dangerous.

“I’m sorry,” I said curtly. “We haven’t been introduced. Who the fuck are you?”

He sneered at me. “I’m her husband, asshole.”

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