Savor You by Emily Snow

Author:Emily Snow [Snow, Emily]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Erotica, New Adult
Publisher: Emily Snow Books
Published: 2013-06-11T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Because of the detour, and the long dinner break we stop to take six hours into the trip, we don’t arrive in Albuquerque until close to 2 AM the next morning. Though I’ve tried several times, I haven’t slept a wink since we left the crappy hotel in Livingston. That place brought out so many memories—both good and bad—and I’m still restless, even as we check into the hotel.

When Wyatt opens the door to our room, I brush past him and step inside, scanning my eyes around the place we’ll be staying at for the next couple of days.

The room is beautifully decorated in shades of royal blue and turquoise, but it’s small in comparison to the last hotel. There’s a mini-fridge, a flat screen television on a massive cherry wood cabinet and a matching dresser. The bed itself takes up the majority of the room’s limited amount of space.

As Wyatt adjusts the thermostat to freezing, I sprawl out on the king-size mattress, closing my eyes in pleasure as the memory foam hugs the curves of my body. “I swear you’re trying to freeze me.”

“Are you fucking with me?” He snorts and cocks his head to the side. “It’s unbearable in here right now.”

From where I’m laying I can easily see the current temperature on the thermostat, and 70 degrees is anything but unbearable. “Maybe I should go sleep with Heidi and Cal,” I tease. He comes to stand at the edge of the bed, smirking. “At least then I won’t wake up shivering.”

“You’ll wake up shivering but not because of the AC.” He drags his tee shirt over his head and tosses it to the far side of the room. It hits the balcony door. He’s about to climb onto the bed with me, but his cell phone vibrates. Releasing an irritated sigh, he takes it out of his pocket. As he studies the message, pacing the narrow space between the end of the bed and the dresser, I prop myself up on my elbows. After several seconds of silence, I blurt out exactly what I’m thinking.

“Who’s that?” I shouldn’t ask—God, I know I shouldn’t ask—but curiosity will keep me awake all night for all the wrong reasons. “Well?”

Digging his fingertips into his short blonde hair, he shrugs. “Terra.” He places his phone on the TV stand without replying to Hazard Anthem’s gorgeous manager.

“Terra,” I repeat, only it sounds like “terror.” I lie back down, whipping the edge of the neatly tucked comforter over myself. It only covers half my body. “She knows it’s ridiculously late—or fuck, early—right?”

Wyatt yanks the blanket off of me and joins me on the bed. He straddles my hips, and I stare up at him, keeping my gaze neutral. It’s hard, considering he moves his fingertip up and down the top of my thigh.

“She’s having a party at her place and wants us to come by,” he explains. “Nate’s there.” I don’t miss the vicious way he says the front man’s name.

I know that Wyatt has been to Albuquerque recently.

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