Chapter 5
James
I wake up in the hotel room with a gorgeous n***d lady curled in my arms and my cell phone buzzing in my coat pocket across the room. Reluctantly, I walk, n***d, to grab the phone, into the bathroom, shutting the door before answering. “Yeah?”
“How’d the meeting go?” Andrew’s terse rasp permeates in my ear and I roll my eyes.
Fuck. Now I have to think.
“Christ, Andrew, don’t you sleep?” I sigh. “It’s fine. I got Herschel to cough up another ten percent.” Trust Andrew to kill my afterglow with business talk.
“And the delivery?” His tone doesn’t relax. Of course it doesn’t. Not about this.
I keep calm and reassuring. “The courier’s been on the way as of two hours ago. Your share will be there by five a.m. I guess you’ll be awake.”
“Until I have my share of that ten mi
