Classified by Debra Webb

Author:Debra Webb [Webb, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Fiction
ISBN: 9780373695744
Google: 3K1U_ixwX14C
Goodreads: 11705447
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2010-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

LEVI MADE THE DECISION to leave the truck parked two blocks from the hotel in a service alley. He hadn’t seen any sign of Fernandez’s goons but that didn’t spell relief. Trouble could show up anytime, anywhere.

The Hotel Americana sat right on the bay directly across the street from Club Delicia. The six-story hotel worked for their mutual purpose.

Though Levi hadn’t seen the point in letting the presidential suite, Casey had insisted. He closed the room’s elaborate double entry doors and dropped his bag on the floor. She’d already stashed her bag in the en suite in preparation for hitting the shower.

The room was massive with ornate detailing from the lavishly carpeted floors to the soaring coffered ceilings. The nightly rate equated to approximately half his weekly salary. Ridiculous.

Casey opened the French doors that led out onto the balcony. “What’d I tell you, Stark?”

Yeah, yeah. The exorbitant rate was worth paying since the room had two balconies. One overlooking the bay, but, more importantly, another facing the street and Club Delicia.

Levi joined her on the balcony. He had to admit the view was stunning. Unfortunately his eyes were not on the bustling city scene below but on the woman beside him. He shut them tight and castigated himself. He hadn’t drunk the water or eaten anything that would make him loco but he definitely had gone down that path.

“Snap out of it, Stark.” She whacked him on the shoulder. “We’re alive and still on target. That’s half the game.”

“You want to shower first?” He needed some distance and a few minutes to get his head together.

She waved him off, apparently more interested in the vista. “You go ahead. I want a long, luxurious bath in that amazing tub. You won’t want to wait me out, believe me.”

Levi rounded up his bag and shut himself inside the enormous bathroom. He leaned against the door and worked at erasing the images of her soaking in that made-for-two marble tub that started reeling in his head the moment she mentioned her plan.

Food and caffeine hadn’t gotten him back on track. Sleep deprivation had to be the problem. Not once since he’d begun fieldwork with the Colby Agency had he experienced such difficulty staying on track.

He’d been shot at before. He was trained for this. Why the hell couldn’t he keep his feet under him?

Maybe a shower would clear his head. Incredibly, the separate shower, including full body sprayers and glass on three sides, was larger than the tub. Complimentary soaps and shampoos lined a built-in nook in the shower wall. He turned on the spray of water and set it to hot, chucked his boots and stripped off his clothes.

He stepped into the fancy, tiled mini room, let the water slide over his skin and grimaced. Too hot. He adjusted the temperature and then just stood beneath the broad-spectrum mist. The tension slowly melted from his aching muscles. He scrubbed a hand over his face, blew off the idea that he needed to shave.

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