The Healing Touch (A Manwhore Series Book 3) by Apryl Baker

Author:Apryl Baker [Baker, Apryl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Limitless Publishing LLC
Published: 2017-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

The North Charleston Convention center was massive, its wall of windows daunting. Becca stared at it with trepidation. It could hold so many people, people who would be crowding her, asking questions, demanding answers. Her hands shook, and she shoved them in her pockets. Dimitri kept glancing at her, but she refused to look at him. He needed her to do this, and, dammit, she would.

No matter what their relationship might be right now, she was determined to make him understand how much people loved not him, but the words he wrote. If only he’d read the hundreds of emails telling him how much his words had resonated with people. He’d know that yes, he was gorgeous eye candy, but it was his books that kept his readers around.

“You think they have carts or something we can use to haul this inside?” Dimitri pulled her out of her quiet determination with his aggravated question. He was staring at the mess in the Jeep with a bit of fear. His legs had to be killing him. He’d been limping when he got out of the vehicle. Realizing it, he’d straightened his spine and ignored the pain.

Idiot.

He should know better than to ignore his body’s warning signs. Pain was a clear indicator he needed to slow down and rest, but he was too much the macho man to ever admit he was anything less than the big, strong man he portrayed.

Idiot.

“I planned for this.” Pushing him aside, she dug around until she found the two rolling carts she’d bought and had shipped to the hotel as well. Thank God she’d had the good sense to put them together while he’d been out running from her feelings. She pulled them out and set them up. “See? We can load everything onto these and roll them into the building.”

“I would never have thought of this.” He looked impressed. Of course, he wouldn’t have. He’d never been to one of these things, and he never concerned himself with researching them or even bothering to read the countless emails he’d gotten. Stupid ass.

By the time they were done, everything was loaded onto the carts, aside from what had to be carried. Becca looked out over the parking lot. People were everywhere. Her eyes zeroed in on the entrance where even more people milled about. Her palms started to sweat. How was she going to do this? Her heartbeat was already speeding up with only the people hanging out at the entrance.

Nope, she couldn’t do this. Nope, nope, nope.

Dimitri’s fingers twined with hers and he pulled her close, his breath tickling her ear. “Easy, Krasivaya. We don’t need to go in until you’re ready.”

And he’d stand here all night if that was what it took. She knew it and she appreciated it, but did she appreciate it enough to force herself to willingly walk into a crowded building and risk a panic attack so severe, it might hospitalize her?

“I could kiss you until you’re so distracted you don’t even realize you’re in a crowd.

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