Hotter on Ice by Rebecca Hunter

Author:Rebecca Hunter
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-09T16:59:38+00:00

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Alya was shivering by the time Henning opened his coat and pulled hers out again. He was trying not to react, but when she looked up at him, he got the feeling she saw something anyway. Henning wrapped the coat around her shoulders, giving him an excuse to look away. She wouldn’t ask questions there, in the middle of the bustle of equipment-hauling and cleanup crews around them.

But he was close enough for one, intoxicating breath of her scent, and it took only that one breath for the sharp ache of want to flare up again. Henning forced it back down. But then Jean Pierre was approaching; he could see him out of the corner of his eye, heading in their direction.

“Feels longer in the cold, doesn’t it?” Jean Pierre came up next to Alya, getting all in her space in a way that crawled under Henning’s skin. “Heading to lunch?”

Alya shook her head. “I’m having lunch in my room.”

Henning frowned. They headed out through the snowy cold, but when they were finally in the warm part of the hotel and alone, Henning stopped, right in the middle of the hallway. He was trying to figure out how to say this without being an asshole. Finally he blew out a breath and gave up. “I hope you’re staying back from lunch has nothing to do with me.”

“You mean you want me to ignore the way you were glowering at me for the last two hours while Jean Pierre and I lay on the bed?” she asked, leveling him with her gaze. “You want to spend more time watching us together?”

Henning closed his eyes and massaged his temples.

“Or you didn’t mean to stare at me like you were thinking of everything you wanted to do with me on that bed?” she said, her voice husky. “Am I mistaken?”

“I didn’t mean to—”

Alya burst out laughing, cutting off his grumble.

“Yes, you did,” she said, still laughing. The sound was beautiful, soft and musical, and finally, reluctantly, he smiled too. “But I also need a little time to relax.” She raised her eyebrows at him. “You want to go back to the room and relax with me?”

She tugged on his arm a little, and he blew out a breath and followed her. He probably would have followed her anywhere if she asked. They walked in silence, into the warm building and down the hallway, the tension from the day building with every step closer to the room. Two models passed, their glances bouncing from Alya to him in open curiosity, and Henning scowled at them. Yeah, it was obvious what was going on, but at this point, he didn’t care. All he could think about was Alya in white, lying on that red satin bed, looking at him.

Henning entered the room first, giving it a quick sweep because he would never, ever forget that he was here first and foremost for her protection. But the room was silent, the beds made and the breakfast dishes gone.

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