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He’d send me on a trip around the sun.
“Close your eyes, sleep, Gemma. I’ll wake you when we land.” His voice is soft, music to my flesh and bones. I’m mesmerized by it.
And so I close my eyes, my mind exhausted from barely having slept last night. I kept thinking over the next three days, but I’m here now and I’m away from Harvey.
And I’m okay.
Damon’s and my rooms are next to each other. The air between us is thick, warm, and palpable. My body is rejoicing, vying for any and every ounce of attention from him.
Is this how Harvey feels for Claire?
The thought shuts me down from Damon instantly.
He hands me my key card, and I’m careful not to let the tip of my fingers graze his. I nod to him and say nothing else.
I slide the card and push the door handle, ignoring the imposing beautiful man behind me. Even with my back to him, I can feel the sexual energy, the tension—like he’s begging me to turn around so he can do very, very bad things to me.
My body would love it.
My pussy would die for it.
I could scream his name so loud he’d need to bury half his fist inside my mouth.
But my heart would die a slow death.
My mind blackened with poison.
I won’t cheat on Harvey.
I try to convince myself that I’m not cheating, not even a little bit. That what we’re doing is perfectly fine. Except it’s not.
It’s really, really not.
The moisture in my thong is as good an indication as any.
I see him walk to his room right before I close the door, bringing in my small carry-on.
I exhale loudly and survey the luxurious room. The queen-sized bed looks mighty comfortable.
I take a shower, leaving my hair dry, and wrap the softestcotton robe around my body with nothing underneath as I head to bed, throwing myself over it with a smile.
I’m at a Four Seasons Hotel for my job.
A job that I love, working for a man I admire. I’m happy that I came. I needed this. I needed time away from home doing something I always promised myself I’d do.
Travel. Try different foods. Different things.
I text Harv, letting him know I landed. In case he wants to know. I leave a message for Gia too.
Then my cell phone rings. It’s Damon. I programmed his number in when Katherine gave it to me the first day. I’m sure she gave him my number as well.
Though it’s the first time he’s used it.
My thumb hovers over the accept call button, my mind neurotically debating answering or feigning sleep.
I take the call.
“Are you hungry?” his voice is hoarse.
