“I'm sorry, but...”
Mason looked up from his mobile. Ines stood in the doorway of the dining room, an unsure expression on her face.
His breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. She wore a sleek white suit and a pink blouse under the crisp jacket. The short skirt showed off her long legs made even sexier by the high heels.
She didn't look like she had any makeup on. But her skin glowed, and her dark blonde hair fell softly around her shoulders. He remembered how they felt between his fingers as he...
He cleared his throat and attempted to look casual. “Yes?” he said.
“I didn't know you were expecting guests.” She eyed the food on the table.
"I'm not." Perhaps asking room service to bring up everything in the breakfast menu was a bit much. But he didn't know what she wanted to
