“What do you say we get out of here?” he whispered, brushing his thumb along my jawline.
Swallowing hard, I had a decision to make. I could go through with this and do my best to move on in some way from the man who still had me captivated, or I could back down and walk out with my head held high.
But if I walked out alone, I knew he would follow me, and I wasn’t ready for him to worm his way back into my bed. I never would be.
It was time to cut the cord and let Liam go.
“My place or yours?”
I setmy purse on the counter as I walked into the hotel room he was renting. “It’s so homey,” I joked.
“I wasn’t planning on sticking around.”
I shifted uncomfortably, wondering if I had made the right choice to come back here with him. Now that I was standing in his room, I didn’t know if I could actually go through with it. I was not a seductress.
“Why are you here?” I asked, turning to face him. “You showed up out of nowhere, and I still don’t know why.”
Grinning, he leaned back against the door, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I came back to help a friend.”
“Yeah? What did the friend need help with?”
He shrugged casually, glancing away from me. “Getting rid of an annoyance.”
“And is that something you do often?”
His dark eyes slowly came back to meet mine, but I couldn’t read a single thing about this man. In high school, he had been the bad boy, and frankly, he didn’t look very different now.
“I do what’s necessary.”
Chills skated down my spine at his words, but I forced a smile on my face, even though his words made me want to flee the room.
“So, what is it you needed to get rid of?”
Shoving off the door, he walked over to the minibar and opened it, pulling out a bottle of rum. “Drink?”
“Straight up rum? I don’t think so.”
He pulled out a bottle of Sprite next. “We’ll make mixed drinks and call it a night.”
I couldn’t argue with that. I needed something to take the edge off. Walking through his door had been hard enough, but standing here and pretending I had any idea what I was actually going to do was near impossible.
As he started pouring, I took a few seconds to actually look at him and admire his lean frame. Yes, he was built, but he was more like a swimmer, long arms and a smooth stride.
Whoever caught this man would be very lucky, and now I felt horrible that I was taking him away from Cheyenne when I knew she wanted him. She’d sacrificed her own happiness for me, and that was just depressing.
“A toast.”
His voice startled me. I hadn’t heard him come closer, let alone seen him. “Uh…thank you.”
Smiling, I took the tall glass from him and drank it much faster than I should have, not stopping, even when I caught him eyeing me strangely. When I finished, I set the glass down, wincing at the burn in my throat.
“Wow, that was uh…really good.”
“Must have been,” he chuckled. “Another?”
“Please.”
As he turned his back, I shook out my hands, trying to convince myself that I had the nerve to go through with this. It was just one night. I had been good with Liam. It wasn’t hard now to be seductive.
