you
will.”
The elevator finally reached their floor.
Catherine got another surprise.
He smiled smugly. “The very best. We’re lucky
it was empty.”
The attendant unlocked the room and opened
the door for them. He carried the bags somewhere inside.
Julian strolled in like he owned the place.
She was stunned. The entrance hall had elegant columns and antique
furniture. That was just the beginning, of course. There was an
enormous drawing room, with cream walls, sofas the color of holly
berries, and a grand piano. The rug and other upholstery had hints
of gold to complement the red and rich wood tones. Big windows with
red velvet drapes looked out onto the city. A crystal chandelier
hung from the center of the ceiling. There were houses smaller than this, and this was just a sitting room! It even had a
fireplace.
He tipped the young man and closed the door,
then watched her explore.
“Good Lord, there’s even a dining room!
Julian, this is too much! I can’t even fathom how much this place
costs just for one night.”
“It’s not the most expensive room in the
world. Just enjoy it. There’s even butler service. Come, you
haven’t seen the rest, yet.” He took her hand and led her into the
bedroom.
A king-size canopy bed had a red coverlet to
continue the theme. It was another large room, with sumptuously
plush carpeting and more elegant wood furniture. The bathroom had
two sinks, a huge tub, and separate shower. The fixtures were all
in gold. The rest was marble.
“I’m afraid to touch anything,” she
muttered.
Julian came up behind her, placing his hands
on her shoulders. “Bath big enough for two. Bet they even included
bubbles,” he murmured, his breath tickling her ear.
She broke free and strode back to the drawing
room, stopping at one of the windows. London glittered below, the
lights like jewels.
“Are you hungry? We can order room service,
put our feet up…get cozy…”
“You didn’t need to do all…this.”
He sighed and walked over to her. “If it
makes you feel better, I cashed in a favor. We’re not breaking the
bank.” He reached around from behind and unclasped her cloak, his
fingertips trailing along her skin as he drew it away. “There’s a
beautiful room with a beautiful view and excellent company waiting
right here to be enjoyed, love. Just relax.” He dropped the cloak
on the floor. His hands slowly trailed up her arms. “Live in the
moment.”
She relaxed into his chest as he lips trailed
kisses down the side of her neck, her eyes fluttering shut when his
arms wrapped around her waist. He could bite and drain her right
now and she’d be helpless to stop him. She almost wished he would,
instead of whispering complements against her skin in that hypnotic
voice of his.
“Trying to seduce me?” she whispered.
“Is it working?” he replied.
She could hear the grin in his voice. She
smiled, still facing the window. “Little bit.”
His teeth grazed the tendon on the side of
her neck. “Hmm…what else can I do to convince you?”
She turned in his arms and kissed him. He
hummed in pleasure and pressed her against the window. The corset
was making it hard to take deep breaths, adding to the dizzying
effect of making out with someone who didn’t need air. She took in
great gulps of oxygen as he kissed her neck again. His hands were
roaming up and down her sides and back, mapping her curves. Each
time they slid back up, his thumbs skimmed the underside of her
breasts.
Her hands roamed under his tuxedo jacket and
loosened the tie around his neck. She knew what he looked like, of
course, from walking in on him that day, fresh from the shower, but
her fingers itched to feel his skin. Learn if he was soft or
coarse. She grabbed his face and brought his mouth back to hers for
an intense kiss, then broke away to take his hand. His brow
furrowed in confusion until he figured out she was leading him to
the bedroom.
“Whatever are you going to do with me,
will.”
The elevator finally reached their floor.
Catherine got another surprise.
He smiled smugly. “The very best. We’re lucky
it was empty.”
The attendant unlocked the room and opened
the door for them. He carried the bags somewhere inside.
Julian strolled in like he owned the place.
She was stunned. The entrance hall had elegant columns and antique
furniture. That was just the beginning, of course. There was an
enormous drawing room, with cream walls, sofas the color of holly
berries, and a grand piano. The rug and other upholstery had hints
of gold to complement the red and rich wood tones. Big windows with
red velvet drapes looked out onto the city. A crystal chandelier
hung from the center of the ceiling. There were houses smaller than this, and this was just a sitting room! It even had a
fireplace.
He tipped the young man and closed the door,
then watched her explore.
“Good Lord, there’s even a dining room!
Julian, this is too much! I can’t even fathom how much this place
costs just for one night.”
“It’s not the most expensive room in the
world. Just enjoy it. There’s even butler service. Come, you
haven’t seen the rest, yet.” He took her hand and led her into the
bedroom.
A king-size canopy bed had a red coverlet to
continue the theme. It was another large room, with sumptuously
plush carpeting and more elegant wood furniture. The bathroom had
two sinks, a huge tub, and separate shower. The fixtures were all
in gold. The rest was marble.
“I’m afraid to touch anything,” she
muttered.
Julian came up behind her, placing his hands
on her shoulders. “Bath big enough for two. Bet they even included
bubbles,” he murmured, his breath tickling her ear.
She broke free and strode back to the drawing
room, stopping at one of the windows. London glittered below, the
lights like jewels.
“Are you hungry? We can order room service,
put our feet up…get cozy…”
“You didn’t need to do all…this.”
He sighed and walked over to her. “If it
makes you feel better, I cashed in a favor. We’re not breaking the
bank.” He reached around from behind and unclasped her cloak, his
fingertips trailing along her skin as he drew it away. “There’s a
beautiful room with a beautiful view and excellent company waiting
right here to be enjoyed, love. Just relax.” He dropped the cloak
on the floor. His hands slowly trailed up her arms. “Live in the
moment.”
She relaxed into his chest as he lips trailed
kisses down the side of her neck, her eyes fluttering shut when his
arms wrapped around her waist. He could bite and drain her right
now and she’d be helpless to stop him. She almost wished he would,
instead of whispering complements against her skin in that hypnotic
voice of his.
“Trying to seduce me?” she whispered.
“Is it working?” he replied.
She could hear the grin in his voice. She
smiled, still facing the window. “Little bit.”
His teeth grazed the tendon on the side of
her neck. “Hmm…what else can I do to convince you?”
She turned in his arms and kissed him. He
hummed in pleasure and pressed her against the window. The corset
was making it hard to take deep breaths, adding to the dizzying
effect of making out with someone who didn’t need air. She took in
great gulps of oxygen as he kissed her neck again. His hands were
roaming up and down her sides and back, mapping her curves. Each
time they slid back up, his thumbs skimmed the underside of her
breasts.
Her hands roamed under his tuxedo jacket and
loosened the tie around his neck. She knew what he looked like, of
course, from walking in on him that day, fresh from the shower, but
her fingers itched to feel his skin. Learn if he was soft or
coarse. She grabbed his face and brought his mouth back to hers for
an intense kiss, then broke away to take his hand. His brow
furrowed in confusion until he figured out she was leading him to
the bedroom.
“Whatever are you going to do with me,
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