AllFreeNovel
Share Us
And now she looks a little disappointed.
“N-not that I don’t want to take you on a date—” I splutter. “You know what? I’m just going to shut the hell up and let you answer.”
She laughs again. “Sure. Where are you taking me?”
I smirk. “It’s a surprise.”
* * *
Twenty minutes later,Maya and I pull up to the doors of a grand hotel. I can see her eyes widen and mouth fall open in shock in the reflection of the window.
“What is this place?” she breathes.
“One of my hotels, darlin’.”
She whips her head around and looks at me, curls bouncing. The only way I can describe the expression on her face is bewildered.
“One ofmany?You own hotels?”
“I do. Impressed?”
She turns and looks back out the window, nodding. “It’s beautiful.”
“Thank you.”
I hop out and go around to open Maya’s door for her, then hand the valet—a scrawny boy with skinny legs and braces—my keys. I look him dead in the eye and say, “if I find so much as a scratch on my baby when I get back down here, it’ll be your ass. Got it?”
The poor kid starts trembling as he nods and gets into my truck. When I turn to grab Maya’s hand, she’s giving me a shameful look.
“What?”
“You didn’t have to scare the poor boy,” she chastises.
“I like to take care of what’s mine.”
She rolls her eyes but doesn’t protest as I pull her into the building. The lobby is large and bright from the floor to ceiling windows, and decked out in rich hues of gold, burgundy, and cream—not the usual black and gray I love so much. I figured I needed to make the hotel inviting if I wanted to keep this business profitable and away from crime.
“It’s so pretty,” Maya says, smiling up at me. I don’t know why, but that means a lot coming from her. I’ve put so much blood, sweat and tears into my businesses. I want everyone to love them as much as I do.
With our hands still clasped, I lean over and plant a kiss on her full lips. She tastes like she looks—soft and sweet.
“I like your kisses,” she murmurs against my lips, kissing me again.
I grab her waist and pull her closer. “You do?”
She nods and runs her fingers through my beard.
“I’ll give you more when we get back home.”
Her brown eyes turn to molten chocolate, and my dick starts to harden. “You own this hotel,” she states.
I furrow my brows in confusion but nod. “Yeah.”
“Oh. Okay.” She smirks, but doesn’t say anything else.
After a moment, I finally realize what she’s alluding to, and I rush over to the concierge desk. Tanya, the hotel’s general manager, smiles and greets me warmly.
“Hello, Mr. Holloway. To what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you today?”
