A Secret One by Aleatha Romig

Author:Aleatha Romig [Romig, Aleatha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947189195
Google: EcRXDwAAQBAJ
Goodreads: 39937808
Publisher: Romig Works LLC
Published: 2018-04-22T23:00:00+00:00

Shana

My eyes close as I hold tightly to the cup of coffee and shake my head. “Oh dear Lord, I threw up.”

Trevor laughs. “In the fire pit.”

“All over the glowing red rocks.” Setting the coffee cup down on the table, I cradle my head. “No. That can’t be. I kind of go blank after that.”

“Then you missed my finest hour.”

Peering upward I smile. “That competition thing. According to Kimbra, if I experienced your finest hour, your brother wins. She says she couldn’t forget.”

“Oh, that’s mean,” Trevor says. “Believe me, neither would you.”

“Right. Because nothing turns a man on like a puking woman.”

“Hey, my competition with my brother has nothing to do with notches. Eat more of your toast, and let me fill in the blanks.”

Pulling my knees up to my chest, I wrap the robe over my legs and nibble the edges of the toast as Trevor speaks.

“You were embarrassed about the little accident in the fire pit, so much so that you didn’t want to go back into the bar. You made us leave through the hedges.”

“Oh no. Really? I’m not sure I want to know more.”

Trevor sits back with his cup of coffee and smiles. The way the green glistens in his eyes eases a bit of my embarrassment. “Are you sure? It’s pretty good.”

“Okay. I do.”

“We slid out of the patio through the hedges, but the patio isn’t on the ground level.”

My blood races as I try to remember. He’s right. I had to ride the escalator up to the lobby level. The same level as the bar. “I seem to remember that there was a parking garage.”

His laugh rings through the suite. “And a fence, which I must say, you scaled very nicely in your dress and heels.”

“My dress ripped!”

“Yes.”

I peek under the robe. “That’s why I have on your shirt.”

“That,” he says, “and because once we made it back into the hotel, via some questionable ‘employee only’ tunnels, your purse was missing. You went to the desk, but as the bellman said, they wouldn’t give you a new key without your identification.”

“That’s how I ended up here in your suite.”

Trevor nods as he finishes the last of the bacon.

“So we didn’t…”

He stands and moves closer, each step predatory, his green gaze never wavering, until he is standing right in front of me. Offering me his hand, I take it and stand. His solid chest presses against my breasts as he reaches for my waist, holding us close until our hearts beat against the other. “Shana Price,” he breathes my name. “We didn’t make love. Not because I didn’t or don’t want to. It’s that last night you weren’t in a position to consent. If it ever happens—which I’m still hoping it does—I promise, you’ll remember.”

By the way my insides flutter and pinch, I am most certain he is right about that. “What now?”

Trevor leans toward me until our lips connect. Bacon and toast, lingering cinnamon, and coffee may not sound like an intoxicating concoction, but it is.

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