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know what it was.
    His jaw tightened and his eyes darkened before he turned the volume of the radio up and let my question float away unanswered.
    ***
    We drove up to the hotel I was staying at, and Jaxon passed the entrance and turned toward the parking lot. He hadn’t said a word to me since he dismissed my question. So I really didn’t need him to act all gentlemanly.
    I pointed to the main entrance. “You can just pull up to the front. I don’t need you to walk me in.”
    He didn’t answer just laughed.
    “Fine suit yourself,” I said, but was really thinking how much more can you torture me with your closeness? It was bad enough he ignored me, but even worse was sitting in such a small space with him without reaching across to feel those taut muscles. His delicious scent was making my brain fuzzy with want, so as soon as he put the shifter in park, I jumped out.
    I went to the back of the car and waited for Jaxon. My eyes skimmed over the silver SS emblem. “What kind of car is this?” 
    “A 1969 Camaro SS,” he said as he came around back and popped the trunk.
    I reached in for my bags. “It’s pretty.”
    “Not a word I’d use to describe it.” He pressed his chest against my back as he leaned into the trunk. “I got it,” he said, and curled his fingers around the strap of my carryon.
    My eyes lingered on his hand wishing those long lean fingers would wrap around me instead. I tried to ignore how good he felt against me and urged myself to step aside. “I’m more than capable.”
    “I never said you weren’t.” He lifted the duffel bag onto his shoulder and hauled the suitcase out of the trunk with the same ease as when he carried me to his bed.
    I turned on my heel and headed to the entrance. “Don’t hurt yourself,” I tossed over my shoulder, but he was already behind me keeping pace. I needed to get away from him. To get my mind to behave and stop ambushing me with mouthwatering, leg tingling memories. Most of all I needed to call my best friend and ask her why she’d been lying to me.
    One night with Jaxon didn’t constitute a relationship, heck it was just sex. Hot, wild sex. But that didn’t mean a piece of me didn’t wonder what would have happened if I never left his place in the middle of the night. I wondered so many times if we would have made a go at it. The past two years I couldn’t shake him—couldn’t shake the feeling that I made a big mistake that night. Jaxon was the kind of guy I could see myself falling for and I just wanted a second chance to see if my gut was right.
    Dee knew this and to think for over a year she’d known where he was. Known that he was settled in Michigan and probably spending Friday nights at her place. Yet she never told me.
    Then again… a year ago is when she started insisting I think about picking up and moving here. Was that her way of telling me?
    As soon as I checked in, I was getting on the phone and calling her. I approached the desk and gave all my information to the concierge. He gave me my room card, room 405, and a rundown of all the amenities. I thanked him and went to grab my bags from Jaxon, but he was already heading to the elevator.
    Oh my God he was infuriating. I stormed over to him not sure why I was getting so aggravated. “I don’t need you to walk me to my room.”
    “It’s on the way,” he said.
    “On the way to what?”
    He held up his room key and I glanced at the number 406.
    Fuck me.

Chapter 4
    “Wait a minute,” I said, pointing my finger at his big chest. “I thought you lived in Michigan. Why do you need a hotel room?”
    He cocked the corner of his lip up and that gesture alone sent heat shooting to my core. I flicked my eyes away from his mouth. The more I looked at it the more I remembered what it was capable of.
    “Thought it was a good time to refinish my wood floors. Can’t sleep there with the fumes.”  
    He was having his floors refinished. Did he own a home? I couldn’t even get a job