with
little traffic and a heavy foot.
Was
she actually thinking about going to his hotel? According to Jennifer,
Zand had been equally surprised to see her. Somehow, Alex doubted that
was completely true.
Zand
had been very sure of himself tonight and Alex got the impression that he knew
exactly who he was kissing. If he didn’t, then maybe those stories were
true and Alex would have just helped increase the numbers.
Like
hell she would!
With
anger spurring her tired body, Alex walked with long, purposeful strides to her
car. She got in and glanced at her dashboard clock and didn’t blink twice
at the time, 6:30 a.m .
Alex
started her car and smiled as she heard the engine roar to life. Her car
was as eager as she and they were on a mission. Alex shifted to first and
sped out of the parking lot.
Alex
knew the traffic would be light this early on a Saturday morning. Most
people were still recovering from their Friday night activities. Alex
smiled. She loved weekends in L.A.
As
she approached the vicinity of Zand’s hotel, Alex was struggling with her
decision to show up at his door. Although she was bold enough to do so,
she remembered that she was still wearing her clothes from the night
before. Maybe a shower and a change of clothing was in order before
banging down Zand’s hotel door.
Alex
grinned at her inner thoughts. She shifted gears and sped past the exit
to the hotel and maneuvered down the highway to her own. She would get
refreshed and invigorated with a shower and a light breakfast and then hunt
Zand down.
Hunt
Zand down? God, Kensington! Alex thought to herself. She was
reverting to her southern roots. Was she the hunter and Zand the
prey? Alex just laughed out loud.
Nothing
about the man that she had kissed the night before would embody the word
“prey”. Not one damn thing!
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Alex
checked her appearance one more time before leaving her apartment. She
had opted for a more casual style than Zand had seen her in last night.
She glanced down at her fashionable jeans and trendy sleeveless top. She
shrugged. Normal attire for her on a weekend. Maybe she did take a
little extra care with her hair and make-up, but she refused to analyze the
reason.
She
just needed to get answers from Zand and then be on her way. It was too
late for anything more, right? Right!
Alex
had this particular conversation in her head several times before she reached
Zand’s hotel. And each time she was left unconvinced. She still had
the image of the grown-up Zand from the club in her mind. Hell, that
image had haunted her dreams. If you can call the hour that she had taken
to rest her eyes sleeping. It had become pointless when her mind kept
bombarding images of Zand into her subconscious.
If
Alex had thought that Zand was handsome at eighteen, it in no way prepared her
for the Zand of today. He was simply gorgeous. Alex had to admit
that Zand was without a doubt the sexiest man that she had ever seen.
Considering that Alex ran the circuit of actors and male models every day, that
was no small feat.
Alex
looked surprised as Zand’s hotel loomed before her. She had been so lost
in thought that she didn’t remember the drive from her house. The things
that thoughts of Zand were causing already! She needed to get this over
and done with while she still had an ounce of sanity left.
Alex
pulled up in front of the hotel and gave her keys to the valet. She
smiled as the young man tried to hide his excitement at the prospect of driving
the sleek sports car.
“In
one piece, if you can manage, Billy,” Alex teased the valet.
“Of
course, Miss Kensington. I’ll take care of her myself.”
Alex
laughed as she left her car in Billy’s capable hands. She often met
potential investors for drinks in the hotel’s bar and had become acquainted
with the young valet. She tipped him well for his meticulous care and he
considered
little traffic and a heavy foot.
Was
she actually thinking about going to his hotel? According to Jennifer,
Zand had been equally surprised to see her. Somehow, Alex doubted that
was completely true.
Zand
had been very sure of himself tonight and Alex got the impression that he knew
exactly who he was kissing. If he didn’t, then maybe those stories were
true and Alex would have just helped increase the numbers.
Like
hell she would!
With
anger spurring her tired body, Alex walked with long, purposeful strides to her
car. She got in and glanced at her dashboard clock and didn’t blink twice
at the time, 6:30 a.m .
Alex
started her car and smiled as she heard the engine roar to life. Her car
was as eager as she and they were on a mission. Alex shifted to first and
sped out of the parking lot.
Alex
knew the traffic would be light this early on a Saturday morning. Most
people were still recovering from their Friday night activities. Alex
smiled. She loved weekends in L.A.
As
she approached the vicinity of Zand’s hotel, Alex was struggling with her
decision to show up at his door. Although she was bold enough to do so,
she remembered that she was still wearing her clothes from the night
before. Maybe a shower and a change of clothing was in order before
banging down Zand’s hotel door.
Alex
grinned at her inner thoughts. She shifted gears and sped past the exit
to the hotel and maneuvered down the highway to her own. She would get
refreshed and invigorated with a shower and a light breakfast and then hunt
Zand down.
Hunt
Zand down? God, Kensington! Alex thought to herself. She was
reverting to her southern roots. Was she the hunter and Zand the
prey? Alex just laughed out loud.
Nothing
about the man that she had kissed the night before would embody the word
“prey”. Not one damn thing!
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Alex
checked her appearance one more time before leaving her apartment. She
had opted for a more casual style than Zand had seen her in last night.
She glanced down at her fashionable jeans and trendy sleeveless top. She
shrugged. Normal attire for her on a weekend. Maybe she did take a
little extra care with her hair and make-up, but she refused to analyze the
reason.
She
just needed to get answers from Zand and then be on her way. It was too
late for anything more, right? Right!
Alex
had this particular conversation in her head several times before she reached
Zand’s hotel. And each time she was left unconvinced. She still had
the image of the grown-up Zand from the club in her mind. Hell, that
image had haunted her dreams. If you can call the hour that she had taken
to rest her eyes sleeping. It had become pointless when her mind kept
bombarding images of Zand into her subconscious.
If
Alex had thought that Zand was handsome at eighteen, it in no way prepared her
for the Zand of today. He was simply gorgeous. Alex had to admit
that Zand was without a doubt the sexiest man that she had ever seen.
Considering that Alex ran the circuit of actors and male models every day, that
was no small feat.
Alex
looked surprised as Zand’s hotel loomed before her. She had been so lost
in thought that she didn’t remember the drive from her house. The things
that thoughts of Zand were causing already! She needed to get this over
and done with while she still had an ounce of sanity left.
Alex
pulled up in front of the hotel and gave her keys to the valet. She
smiled as the young man tried to hide his excitement at the prospect of driving
the sleek sports car.
“In
one piece, if you can manage, Billy,” Alex teased the valet.
“Of
course, Miss Kensington. I’ll take care of her myself.”
Alex
laughed as she left her car in Billy’s capable hands. She often met
potential investors for drinks in the hotel’s bar and had become acquainted
with the young valet. She tipped him well for his meticulous care and he
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