Due Diligence (The Takeover Series Book 3) by Anna Zabo

Author:Anna Zabo [Zabo, Anna]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2021-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Fazil’s worries about Eli were laid to rest when they pulled up behind a sleek black BMW at the hotel. There was Eli, in a pair of jeans and a plain green t-shirt chatting with the man who must have owned the car, since he was leaning on it. Spiky blond hair and not someone Fazil thought might own horses.

“I guess teacher stayed out late on a school night, too,” Todd said.

So it seemed. “Maybe I should have stayed overnight.”

Todd chuckled. “Would’ve meant more leather for you.” He put the car in park but didn’t turn it off.

He unbelted and open the door.

Fazil could’ve gone for that. And those office chairs were going to look so different tomorrow. He got out of Todd’s car and retrieved his bag from the backseat. When he shut the door, Todd was by his side.

“I’m going to be thinking about that all day tomorrow.” Todd stepped close and pulled him in for a kiss. Hot, demanding, sensual. It curled Fazil’s toes, and he responded without thought, nearly dropping his bag.

When Todd let him go, he was breathless and hard, which was unfair since Eli wasn’t far away.

“You did that on purpose.”

“Mmm-hmm.” Todd had that grin again. “Say hi to Eli for me.” Another quick kiss coupled with a hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Fazil didn’t want to let go, but he did. “Tomorrow.”

Todd nodded and got back into his car. A moment later, he was gone and his absence ran through Fazil like a cold breeze. Life had changed. Everything remained the same. He didn’t know which.

He looked up to find Eli and the blond man watching him. Both had curious and calculating expressions. His own must be a mess, like it was the end of the world, having your boyfriend drop you off after a weekend together.

Boyfriend.

Some things didn’t change, it seemed. Fazil headed to the hotel entrance. The blond pushed himself off the car and gave Eli a friendly hug before making his way to the driver’s side of the car. “Give Justin all my regards.”

Eli huffed a laugh. “I certainly will.”

A moment later, the blond and his expensive car were gone and there was only Eli and the hotel. Eli nodded at the glass doors. “Shall we?”

“I guess so.” Not that he wanted to, but that was life. The curse of Sunday nights.

They didn’t speak on the elevator ride up, nor when they got to the room. Fazil set down his bag on his bed and stared at the crisp, impersonal bedding. A glance at the clock told him it was eleven thirty.

Way too late for a drink. “Care for a beer?”

A quiet chuckle. “Please.”

On the ride down, Fazil studied Eli. “Did you have fun?”

Eli’s look became distant and his expression hard to read. But he nodded. “You?”

That was a damn hard question to answer. “Yeah. Mostly.”

Eli tilted his head, inviting more, but the elevator door opened. When they ordered beers and sat down at the booth that was rapidly becoming theirs—Fazil answered.

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