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He ignored her statement. “Why are we on two separate floors?” He handed her the keycard for her suite.
“Well, you always want just a standard room.” She coughed. Her father was extremely frugal and never wanted to spend extra money when he deemed it not necessary. “I have a suite.”
“You and your mother.” He shook his head. His features softened, and he turned to her. “You are growing to be more like your mother.”
“She always says I’m more like you.” Roxxy gave an unladylike snort. Here she was, twenty-eight years old, and they were acting as if she were that sixteen-year-old girl.
The elevator dinged, signaling her father’s floor.
“Have a good night, sweetie. Call if you need me.” He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
She melted.
She’d admit it.
She was a daddy’s girl.
“Goodnight, Daddy.” She smiled as he exited the car. The door closed, sealing her off from the world. She patiently focused on the numbers lighting up with each passing floor.
Roxxy couldn’t help but spoil herself here and there.
She exited the elevator on the top floor and walked down the hall. Finding her room, she entered it and shut the door behind her.
For safe measure, she flipped the latch to lock.
“Now, this is what I’m talking about.” She sighed, her gaze roaming the room. It was a luxury suite with a living area decorated with the finest. She strolled through it, tossed her messenger bag on the couch, and went into the private sleeping quarters. A king bed was the star of the show. The blanket was turned down, and a little piece of chocolate was resting on the pillow. The thick comforter called to her.
Leaving her suitcase by the door, she kicked off her heels and marched over to the windows. A gasp escaped her as she took in the view of Columbia laid out before her. The city was picture-perfect. This was certainly different from the quiet country life.
“This is life.” She giggled, moving away from the window. After a long day of meetings with the mayor, the captain, and the two sergeants of SWAT, she was dead on her feet. Afterward, her father had taken them out for dinner. With a full belly, she was ready to relax for the rest of the night.
She made her way into the en suite and halted in the doorway. Her mouth dropped open at the luxury in front of her. The bathroom was fit for royalty with a large clawfoot tub that could accommodate four grown adults, a stand-alone shower, and dual sinks. The marble floor sparkled.
Excited, she rushed in and began stripping her clothes off. She headed straight for the tub. She ran the water and turned to find an assortment of bath salts in a basket on the counter. With a grin, she chose the best smelling ones and tossed them in the tub.
It was officially time for her to relax.
Wrapping the plush white robe around her body, Roxxy groaned. She left the room and headed to the couch. As much as she would love to dive into the large bed and go to sleep, she did have some work to do.
Her ‘break’ was over.
She pulled the files out of her bag, walked back into the bedroom and settled on her bed. She switched the television on to the local news. She wanted to study the files of each member of the SWAT team, ignoring the TV. If she was to do her job thoroughly, she would need to know something about each of the men. She did take notice that there weren’t any women. That wasn’t part of the recommendation they could make, but it was noted.
“I’m sure there has to be a worthy woman who could join,” she muttered. She pushed down her irritation and began plowing through the paperwork.
Her gaze landed on the photograph of the man who had taken her breath away at the station.
Myles Burton.
The intensity of his eyes in the picture made her pause. She studied it, memorizing his features. He was a drop-dead gorgeous man and certainly captured her attention.
His build was something only the gods above had blessed him with. Just the memory of the way his dark t-shirt had highlighted his hard muscular chest, his dark eyes, and that bald head with a shadow of a beard on his face had her almost tripping over her feet. Roxxy was proud of her calm demeanor when she’d returned his heated gaze. Even once she’d spun away, she’d felt his eyes on her.
Just thinking of him sent her heart racing.
“Calm down, girl.” She laughed, fanning herself.
Everything about him screamed the military. Roxxy didn’t need to look at his file to know that.
