AUDREY
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I said, my voice echoing slightly in the empty corridor.
I flashed my keycard in front of the sensor, the little light flashing green with a mocking click. “What did you do? Did you bribe the receptionist? Hack the reservation system? Or is there a poor travel agent somewhere currently fearing for their life?”
Matteo pushed off the doorframe, taking two slow, measured steps toward me. He didn’t stop until he was well within my personal space.
“I don’t believe in coincidences, Audrey.”
“Clearly,” I snapped, gripping the handle of my suitcase so hard the plastic bit into my palm.
My body, the traitorous thing that it was, reacted before my brain could slap it back into place.
My stomach tightened, and my skin prickled as my mind flashed back to th
