CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“We could just move in,” Ruger said, polishing off his breakfast bagel.
“Into a hotel?” she asked, sipping her coffee.
It had been touch and go whether or not they would make it down to the hotel dining room for breakfast. After their morning tryst, she’d barricaded him out of the shower because she wasn’t sure her body could take much more of his attention. Enamored with the man, and being eager to please him, didn’t negate her aching muscles requirement for recovery time.
“I got it for the night because I didn’t want any interruptions,” he said. “Now I’ve had you all to myself, I’m not sure that I want to share you again.”
It was nice to be adored, she couldn’t deny that and would love to spend some more alone time with him. But moving into a hotel seemed a little e
