“Come on, sweetheart. This is where we get out.”
She smiled against Reese’s shoulder, her sluggish brain taking longer than it should to realize thesweethearthad come from David and not Reese.
Someone released her seatbelt.
“What are the chances she’ll let me carry her into the hotel?” David asked, his deep voice close to her ear.
Reese chuckled. “You’d probably bleed out before you made it ten feet.”
Mati sighed and sat up, straightening her glasses. “I’m awake,” she muttered, sliding toward David and the open door. She pointed a finger at his smiling face when he reached for her. “Don’t even think about it, mister.”
David held up his hands innocently.
Mati snorted, then climbed from the car and blinked groggily at the bustling entrance to their large, high-rise hotel. A bellhop rolled the cart with their luggage into the swanky, modern lobby and she staggered to follow. They were halfway through the door before she registered that David was hanging back, scanning up and down the block.
A tickle of unease worked its way down her spine.
She didn’t say anything when David joined them in the lobby, or when he tucked them in a corner while he checked in, but when they were alone in the elevator, she had to ask, “Do you think we’re being followed?”
She felt stupid as soon as the words left her mouth. This wasn’t some nighttime drama. This was her boring life.
David took the question seriously. “No, but I wouldn’t be doing my job if I didn’t check to make sure.”
The elevator doors parted to reveal their floor, but no one moved. David sighed and nudged them along, ushering them down the hallway until they arrived at Room 1237. He unlocked the door and opened it with a flourish.
Mati gasped when she saw the suite. It was a tasteful studio apartment, with a tiny kitchen, a dining area for six, and a fair-sized lounge with a couch and two big chairs. All of that paled, though, in comparison to the view from the windows. She crossed the room and gawked at the beautiful parks spread out below them.
“Is this the Boston Garden?”
David shut the door, put the chain and deadbolt in place, and came to her side. “The closer park is the Commons, and the next one down is the Public Gardens. TheBostonGarden is a mile off to the right and is where the Bruins play hockey.”
“I want to see,” she said enthusiastically.
“The parks or the arena?” Reese asked from her other side.
“All of it.”
“That can be arranged,” Reese said, glancing at David. “Though, perhaps not on this visit.”
They hadn’t discussed what the rules were going to be, or why, exactly, David was in a hotel suite with them, but Mati didn’t think long walks around the city were in the cards. It was probably something they should cover at some point.
As was the fact that the suite, while spacious and beautiful, was only one large room, with a single king-sized bed to one side.
Mati might be a rock star at logistics, but the logical part of her brain had no idea how thiswas going to work. The hormonal part had plenty of ideas.So many ideas. Before she could make any suggestions, though, there was a knock at the door. She and Reese jumped, but David went unnaturally still, listening.
He walked to the door and peeked through the peephole. It was the first time Mati noticed the discreet bulge under the jacket he’d pulled from his trunk. That hadn’t been there when they’d met him at Chance’s office, and she was pretty sure she knew what it was.
A frisson of fear ran over her for the first time since she’d been freed from the panic room.
David opened the door and unloaded the luggage cart without allowing it or the bellhop into the room. As soon the door was closed and bolted again, he turned to them. “You two ready for a nap?”
“God, yes,” Mati said, because even awkward sleeping arrangements and gun-toting sex gods weren’t going to prevent her head from hitting that pillow.
Curiously, she pressed the button labeledPrivacybeside the windows. They instantly went dark, only a hint of the city beyond left to see.
“Whoa. That’s socool,” David said with wonder.
It should not have been possible for a man built like Adonis to be that fucking adorable. Mati wanted to drag him into bed with her and Reese and cuddle up with them both. God, that would be heaven.
