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Enzo whistled through his teeth. “You don't mess around, doll.”
“I certainly do not,” I replied, pleased with the endearment. He really had this whole flirting-but-not-flirting thing down. “I hope everything's to your satisfaction. Your belongings should arrive within the next hour or so, but you don't need to wait for them. The staff will bring them in.”
Enzo's brief admiration of the suite was my only indication that they were impressed at all. Dorian was quiet, walking around the place like he was expecting to find dust under the throw cushions. Enzo headed straight for the bar to pour himself a drink, and I was starting to wonder if I'd misread which brother was the one I'd prefer to spend time with.
Not that my personal preference mattered at all.
“Is there anything else you need from me before I leave?” I asked.
Dorian looked up at me then. “Actually, there is one more thing.”
“What's that?”
He crossed the room in a few long strides, drawing up in front of me, and staring down with a crooked smile on those distracting, sensual lips. “Your phone number.”
Oh.
My heart stopped...then ramped up to a million miles an hour. I stared up at him, wide-eyed, and probably looking as immature as I suddenly felt, but I seemed to have completely lost the ability to speak. And think. My prolonged silence gave me away. Dorian chuckled.
“In case we need anything,” he pressed.
“R-right,” I stuttered, hating myself for it. But not as much as I hated myself for thinking that a man like him would want anything other than business from me. He'd shown that he had no problem paying for it, and he could afford women who made me fade into the background. “Of course.”
After giving Dorian my business card and hoping he wouldn't mention my silly flub to my boss, I headed out into the hallway to call Earl.
He answered on the second ring. “Earl speaking.”
“Hey, Earl, it's Briana. The high rollers are here. I just set them up in their suite.”
“Great, sweetheart. That's just great,” he replied. “Stay on them and make sure you give them everything they want, hmm?”
That much I knew.
“Will do, boss.”
I pressed the down button on the elevator, getting ready to end the call.
“Oh, and Briana?” Earl said.
“Yeah?”
“Great job, sugar.”
I was glad he was happy, but I couldn't help but wonder if his confidence in me was founded, or if I’d completely screw everything up.
Then the image of my little girl floated in my mind. The same strawberry blonde hair. Blue-gray eyes, and just a hint of freckles. She was sweet and intelligent and so much more than I deserved.
I was doing this for her, and I wasn't going to fuck it up.
