CHAPTER SEVEN
I cannot believe that man. The door closes loudly behind me, and I continue down the hallway.
Screw this whole thing. It’s time to get my life in order. Get a cab back to my hotel, pack my bag, and get the hell out of this country. I’ve spent most of my twenties chasing around Remi and Knox. My passport has more stamps than some dignitaries.
But that ends now. There’s no reasonfor me to keep going. From now on, my butt is planted on American soil. Maybe I’ll take a trip to someplace warm…like Florida.
“Reagan, wait!”
Yeah, right. He’s got a fat chance of that happening.
I pick up my pace, but unfortunately Knox is like seven feet taller than me. Okay, fine it’s more around a foot, but one of his steps is practically three of mine, so before I even have a chance tomake it to the elevators he’s beside me.
“You are stupid. You are more than stupid. You are a dumbass.” I don’t worry about lowering my voice because we’re the only two in the hallway at this particular moment. It would serve him right if someone did hear. Take a video. Put it on YouTube. “What were you thinking? Do I mean nothing to you?” Knox sidesteps and ends up on the other side of me. Hetwists his body until his chest faces my shoulder. “Does your career mean nothing to you?”
“Of course.” He walks forward edging me closer to the elevators.
“I’m not getting on an elevator with you.” I stop walking and stand firmly in front of the large bank of them. “And what of course? Your career means something to you or I mean something to you?” How is it men never actually answer a questionwith more than three words?
Knox leans across my body and hits the up arrow between the two elevator doors.
I immediately hit the down arrow since the taxi stand is on the ground level. “I’m not getting on an elevator with you.”
“Why are you always so difficult?” he asks right as an elevator door opens.
“Me?” I walk on the elevator to get away from him. I need space between Knox otherwiseI’ll either hit him or kiss him. Either option would be bad. He still has an event to run. After that he’s fair game. “You’re such an asshole. Who the hell signs boobs? How could you do that?”
It’s one thing for him to be an asshole under normal circumstances, but after being with me all last night, this hurts worse than normal. I’m nothing to him but a piece of ass like all the other girls runningaround the hotel.
“I know.” Knox walks into the elevator right after me and pushes the button for his floor.
I sidestep him and push the button with a star hopeful it will at least get me to the first floor if not the basement. If I get on a taxi, I’ll get away from him. “So you admit you’re an asshole?”
Because I have the worst luck in the world, the elevator starts going up. Knox smiles.“I’ve never denied that, Reagan. But it made you notice me, huh? It’s time for us to have the talk.”
“That’s what you are trying to do? Get my attention!” The elevator doors open and I refuse to get out.
Unfortunately, Knox disagrees. He grabs my hand and with a good yank I’m forced to follow him. Okay fine, I might not put up as much of a fight as I would like.
“Something had to make you stopand pay attention.” Knox pulls me down the hallway.
How does this man not know I always pay attention to him? I firmly plant my feet on the ground, not willing to go a step closer to his room, but he leans over and lifts me up. “Knox! Put me down.”
Two other Americans walk by — not snowboarders since I don’t recognize them. Both of them smile. They don’t realize I’m being kidnapped against mywill.
“Shhh,” he whispers. Taking out a key he unlocks his room door without dropping me even an inch. “We’re going somewhere we can talk.”
“I could talk in the elevator. We can talk in the hallway.”
“Not about this we couldn’t.” With the door open Knox sets me on my feet in the middle of the room and stands with his back to the door, blocking my path.
“Well you got me here, now what?” I crossmy arms and do my best to look pissed off.
He doesn’t care at all. He stands there in front of his door with some stupid smile on his face. “Now we wait until you calm down and then we talk.”
“Fine, I’m calm.” I tap my foot on the floor. “Let’s talk.”
Knox tilts his head to the side like he’s almost irritated. “So this thing between us. Is it a secret or not? Because I told you if we fuckedwe were doing this thing, but I’ll give you a few days if you need them.”
