His little girl just blushed.
The Uber stopped in front of the hotel. The French château architecture rose majestically into the clear night sky, commanding the corner with quiet elegance. When Heavenly gaped, Beck felt a surge of satisfaction. Ornate balconies jutted from tall windows, and the building’s classic lines spoke of old-world luxury and refinement. Her expression told him that she loved it on sight.
Heavenly blinked at him. “Your conference is here? This is where we’re staying?”
Beck nodded, unable to suppress his grin. “For the next two nights.”
He was thrilled he could spoil her during her first trip to the city. Unfortunately, the timing couldn’t be worse. She should be fertile this weekend…and they had to pretend to be just friends.
“I’ll do what I can to make sleeping at Mom’s on Friday night bearable,” Seth promised as they climbed out of the car.
Beck’s stomach tightened at the reminder. Seth and Heavenly would likely share a bed at Grace’s house. He’d be relegated to some guest room, probably near Hudson. And the thought of being alone, of knowing Seth and Heavenly were together while she was primed for pregnancy… It would be torture.
He didn’t care if she and Seth had sex and she got knocked up. Hell, he’d be overjoyed to start their family. But the idea that he wouldn’t even be in the room when their child was conceived was killing him.
“Saturday night will be better,” Seth promised, as if reading his thoughts. “After the wedding, Mom and Carl are staying in a honeymoon suite somewhere in the city. So, except for Hudson, we’ll have the house to ourselves.”
Beck’s tension eased. One less night of pretending. One more opportunity to indulge in Heavenly’s ripe body.
While the bellboy gathered their bags, Beck led Seth and Heavenly through the hotel’s entrance into the lobby. As he approached the front desk to check in, he couldn’t miss her sharp intake of breath.
“Oh, my god,” she whispered. “It’s beautiful.”
Beck smiled as she spun in a slow circle, taking in the soaring ceiling with its elaborate moldings, the gleaming marble floors, and the crystal chandeliers that cast warm light over the opulence. Fresh flowers arranged in towering displays perfumed the air, while elegant seating areas invited guests to linger in luxury.
Her delight made him damn glad this suite was part of his compensation for speaking. This weekend was about Grace Cooper’s wedding, but Beck was happy he could give Heavenly an experience she’d never forget.
Once he’d checked in and received their keycards, they entered the crowded elevator, punching the button for the twentieth floor. The ride up was silent. Tension hummed between them, increasingly taut as others slowly exited.
Until they were finally alone.
Beck’s heart raced. His blood churned as he sent a sidelong glance at Heavenly. On her other side, Seth slanted her a dark, hungry stare that said he intended to swallow her whole.
He stalked in Heavenly’s direction until her back pressed against the wall. He tilted her chin up to meet his stare. “I’ve been dying for you all evening, angel. I need you naked.”
Beck closed in, his hand finding the small of her back…and trailing down her pretty pert ass. “Same, little girl. For the next twelve hours, I intend to keep you in bed and stuffed full of cock, coming so hard you forget your own name.”
“What he said.” Seth covered Heavenly’s mouth in a kiss that had her melting between them.
Beck trailed his lips up her throat, gratified when she whimpered sweetly. When Seth finally broke the kiss, Beck claimed her lips next, tasting both her softness and her desperation.
By the time the elevator dinged and the doors parted, they were all breathing hard.
Together, they piled out, both men holding Heavenly’s hands, and made their way down the hall. At the end, Beck slid the keycard in the slot and pushed open the door, gesturing for Heavenly to enter first.
She stepped inside and went completely still, her eyes flaring wide as her hand flew to her mouth.
The suite stretched before them in understated elegance—rich fabrics, gleaming surfaces, and well-appointed luxuries. A living area flowed into a dining space, while floor-to-ceiling windows promised spectacular views.
“Wow,” Heavenly breathed as she explored every room, exclaiming over the marble bathroom, the walk-in closet, and the fully stocked bar.
When she finally made it to the windows, she frowned. “It’s dark. I see some city lights in the distance, but…”
“Central Park is right below us. But in the morning, you’ll love this view.” Seth sidled up to her, palming her hip. “Trust me.”
The bellboy arrived with their luggage. Beck tipped the guy generously for being speedy, then hustled him out the door.
The moment they were alone again, Beck turned to them, brow raised. “Come here so I can strip you naked, little girl.”
