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MacKay
I neededto go for a run. Not just to work off the barbecue dinner, but to work off the pent-up sexual tension I was feeling after spending the entire day with Faith. It wasn’t just that I knew how amazing the chemistry in bed between us was, it was that I liked her. As a person. She was quick, funny, intelligent. Even drunk on bourbon, she had cracked me up. Even hidden in oversized clothing, she couldn’t dim her shine.
There was just something about her.
Something about her that had me throwing on workout gear and hitting the pavement hard. The night was cooling down a little but I still broke a sweat as I pushed it hard, running from the hotel back into downtown Wanted. I’d always liked the town. It was quaint, but not backwards or rundown. It was a place you could set down roots, get to know folks, raise a family.
I really should help Faith find an apartment, settle in. If it wasn’t for me and my feelings for her, she would be working at the office in Nashville with us, and not uprooting her whole life. It was the least I could do.
Glancing in each shop under the street lights as I jogged past them, I could see why Ian liked living in Wanted. He always said it was because he hated traffic, which he did, but Ian also liked routine. He liked seeing the same people and going to the same places. Hopefully, Faith would be happy there.
I’d lingered too long in her room. We’d talked, we’d laughed, we’d tried not to flirt.
We had succeeded, for the most part. But it was damn hard, like my dick every single time I remembered our night together. Groaning, I ran faster.
After a forty minute run, I felt better as I headed back.
My head was clearer and I’d worked up a solid sweat.
Only when I returned to the room I was sharing with Dylan, the door wouldn’t open. The light for the key card was green so it should be opening. I shoved it harder. It opened an inch, but I could see the latch was flicked over so there was no way to open the door.
“Dylan! Hey! Let me in.”
The only reply I got was the faint sound of a woman moaning.
Fantastic.
I was doing everything in my power to not think about sex and my brother was having it.
I knocked on the door. Hard.
There was still no response.
I texted Dylan. Then I called him.
Nothing.
The moaning had gotten louder. It sounded like things were coming to a climax, literally. Annoyed, I went down to the lobby and sat on a hard chair in the reception area. I managed to kill twenty minutes, then called Dylan again. He still wasn’t answering.
I wondered if this was payback for walking in on him with Peyton from kegs and eggs. It wasn’t like I had meant to interrupt his blowjob.
But I had a bad feeling I wasn’t getting into that room tonight. I went to the guy behind the desk. It wasn’t the same man who had been there when we had checked in. “Can I get another room?”
He immediately shook his head. “We’re sold out.”
Looking around, I saw exactly no one in the lobby or any of the hallways. “Seriously?”
He nodded, pushing his glasses up. “There’s a senior tour group that checked in this afternoon.”
I took a deep breath and tried not to be annoyed, with little success. “Where is the next closest hotel?”
“About forty minutes east.”
“Forty minutes?” That surprised me, considering we were in the heart of bourbon country. But also in the heart of nowhereville. I wasn’t driving forty minutes on principle.
I tried to call Ian, but he wasn’t answering. I texted him the situation but he didn’t respond.
I was going to have to wait out the party going on in my room.
