into the shower. Jessica couldn’t help herself and started singing, or more like yodeling, not caring what she sounded like since nobody in the world would hear her voice. She admitted she sounded more like a wannabe singer trying out for American Idol.
When she got out of the shower and dried her skin, she opened the door of the bathroom and entered her suite and almost jumped out of her skin!
A man stood by the window, arms folded across his chest, shaking his head.
Her heart raced in a mad panic. There she was, dripping with moisture and half naked to see a deliciously gorgeous tall stranger in her room. He looked like a male model but with a great workout physique. Oh, he was breathtaking but…
“Who are you?” she shrieked , hoping he was a surprise masseur who had come to give her a nice massage compliments of the hotel. Well, he’d better be, or else.
She carefully wrapped the white towel tighter around her midsection to cover up her womanly valuables.
“What are you doing in my room?” She looked around for something to defend herself—anything. She picked up her boxed set of Columbo DVDs ready to smack him—not that it would have much effect judging by his physique.
“Whoa there, lady. I should be asking you the same thing. This is my suite.” He carefully unfolded the document in his hand and slowly reached it over to her to show her the hotel bill.
Her heart thudded like thunder in her chest. This could not be possible. She saw a sparkle in his dark, grey eyes. He had the longest lashes she’d ever seen on a man.
“But…but…this is my room. Where are your things?”
He opened up the closet door and showed her his suitcase.
Jessica didn’t even look into the closet. She could not believe it.
“I didn’t want to make a mess because I was about to move rooms. So I went upstairs to check out the other suite but they told me they were completely booked up after all,” he continued, his gaze holding hers. “Seems like they have some glitches with their new room-booking software, according to the manager.” Perhaps he could give them assistance in that area, or they should hire a tech.
Booked up? His room? This could not be happening. No way could she be stranded without a room and in a foreign land. Jessica thought she was going to pass out.
3
Grabbing the towel around her tightly she moved over to the phone, her hair dripping wet. She glanced at her bill and hotel receipt too. They both compared notes. “But how could this be? Suite 704 North Building.” Jessica shook her head in a daze as the tall, dark and handsome stranger folded his arms across his chest again. He seemed perturbed but out of the corner of her brown eyes, she could see his eyes tracing her silhouette as if he could see what was underneath the towel. His lips curled into a delicious smile. And for some reason, Jessica’s body was reacting to him. But this annoyed her even more. This was no place or time to be reacting positively to a strange man in her room.
“This is absurd! I’m going to call the concierge desk.” She tried to dismiss her body’s heated attraction to this gorgeous god in her room who obviously was booked there first. She picked up the phone on the desk and pressed 0 to dial the concierge desk.
After a long conversation with the hotel manager, she felt just as deflated. They informed her that they were doing everything in their power to get her another room but they would be happy to book her into another hotel under the same company on the other end of the island. Jessica promptly refused. No way was she driving half way across the island to a hotel she was not familiar with. Alone.
***
James could not help grinning at the prissy little thing in front of him . He was used to women falling at his feet and begging for one night stands to get with the likes of him. The wrong type to bring home to his family for
When she got out of the shower and dried her skin, she opened the door of the bathroom and entered her suite and almost jumped out of her skin!
A man stood by the window, arms folded across his chest, shaking his head.
Her heart raced in a mad panic. There she was, dripping with moisture and half naked to see a deliciously gorgeous tall stranger in her room. He looked like a male model but with a great workout physique. Oh, he was breathtaking but…
“Who are you?” she shrieked , hoping he was a surprise masseur who had come to give her a nice massage compliments of the hotel. Well, he’d better be, or else.
She carefully wrapped the white towel tighter around her midsection to cover up her womanly valuables.
“What are you doing in my room?” She looked around for something to defend herself—anything. She picked up her boxed set of Columbo DVDs ready to smack him—not that it would have much effect judging by his physique.
“Whoa there, lady. I should be asking you the same thing. This is my suite.” He carefully unfolded the document in his hand and slowly reached it over to her to show her the hotel bill.
Her heart thudded like thunder in her chest. This could not be possible. She saw a sparkle in his dark, grey eyes. He had the longest lashes she’d ever seen on a man.
“But…but…this is my room. Where are your things?”
He opened up the closet door and showed her his suitcase.
Jessica didn’t even look into the closet. She could not believe it.
“I didn’t want to make a mess because I was about to move rooms. So I went upstairs to check out the other suite but they told me they were completely booked up after all,” he continued, his gaze holding hers. “Seems like they have some glitches with their new room-booking software, according to the manager.” Perhaps he could give them assistance in that area, or they should hire a tech.
Booked up? His room? This could not be happening. No way could she be stranded without a room and in a foreign land. Jessica thought she was going to pass out.
3
Grabbing the towel around her tightly she moved over to the phone, her hair dripping wet. She glanced at her bill and hotel receipt too. They both compared notes. “But how could this be? Suite 704 North Building.” Jessica shook her head in a daze as the tall, dark and handsome stranger folded his arms across his chest again. He seemed perturbed but out of the corner of her brown eyes, she could see his eyes tracing her silhouette as if he could see what was underneath the towel. His lips curled into a delicious smile. And for some reason, Jessica’s body was reacting to him. But this annoyed her even more. This was no place or time to be reacting positively to a strange man in her room.
“This is absurd! I’m going to call the concierge desk.” She tried to dismiss her body’s heated attraction to this gorgeous god in her room who obviously was booked there first. She picked up the phone on the desk and pressed 0 to dial the concierge desk.
After a long conversation with the hotel manager, she felt just as deflated. They informed her that they were doing everything in their power to get her another room but they would be happy to book her into another hotel under the same company on the other end of the island. Jessica promptly refused. No way was she driving half way across the island to a hotel she was not familiar with. Alone.
***
James could not help grinning at the prissy little thing in front of him . He was used to women falling at his feet and begging for one night stands to get with the likes of him. The wrong type to bring home to his family for
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