Page 29 of Terms of the Flight

For the rest of the ride, we rode in silence, until we made it back to the hotel. I expected to be the only one getting out of the car. But I should have known better. He’d gotten to that damn taco shop too fast for him not to be watching my movements.

I stopped walking, then turned around abruptly to face him, causing Myheir to almost run straight into me. I gripped my hips and tilted my head to the side. His smirk let me know my answer before I could ask it.

“What are you doing? Technically, we weren’t on a date because you crashed my date. So I don’t need you pretending to be a gentleman by walking me inside.”

I knew he had to have a room here, but I needed him to tell me himself without me calling him out.

He gripped his chest dramatically, causing me to roll my eyes.

“Damn, I thought I’d been on my best behavior the entire time. Let me find out you like a nigga to be a little rough with you,” he said, then reached out and fisted my shirt in his hand, pulling me flush against him.

My breath seemed to get trapped, and my pussy became instantly soaked. Myheir leaned down close to my ear so no one else could hear.

“Yeah, you like that shit. But that’s not the kind of time we on. Right, Doll?”

I couldn’t decipher a single word or snap back. So I shook my head no, causing him to release his hold on me. He straightened out the wrinkle he’d placed in my shirt, then placed his hands against my hips and abruptly turned me in the opposite direction.

“Now lead the way toward the front desk. I upgraded your room, so I’m sure the key you have now will not work.”

I opened my mouth, then closed it. I was exhausted by arguing with this man when he was going to do what he wanted anyway. I silently walked over to the desk, and they offered me a new room number with the key.

The front desk let me know they’d moved my things into the new room already, which was on a higher floor in a suite. If he wanted to spend his money, I wasn’t going to say anything. I might as well take full advantage of all my benefits until they ran out.

We finally made it to the elevator, and there were quite a few people waiting to get on, too. I still hadn’t said a word, and it was killing me not to say thank you. But I wanted to hold back my voice from him. He wanted to do whatever he wanted, then he didn’t need me responding about it.

Soon the elevator doors rang, and everyone rushed on, leaving just one spot in the front. I quickly slipped on, knowing he couldn’t fit.

I turned to face him with a smile and a wave. Myheir was so damn unbothered. He stood with his hands tucked in his pockets with a smirk, then he winked as the doors closed.

It was tight as hell in this damn elevator, and I think someone had forgotten the point of wearing deodorant with fucking aluminum. The elevator was glass all around, so you could see the ones next to you. It just so happened that I’d gotten into an elevator that needed to stop at every damn floor.

At one stop, I looked over to my right to see Myheir in the elevator by himself, posing like he was in a fuckingGQspread. He smirked in my direction and tipped his head to me, while his elevator kept going until it reached the top floor.

“Fuck,” I whispered beneath my breath, then groaned.

Five minutes later, the elevator was on the top floor. Myheir was leaning against the wall, looking more tired than I’d remembered moments earlier.

The moment I stepped out, he straightened up and silently walked beside me. I expected him to call me out on my antics, but he didn’t say a thing, just followed me to my room.

I placed my card against the sensor and opened the door. I held the door open for a moment before I turned around to face him.

“Okay, um, thank you for the upgrade. If you’re still interested, get the contract over to me so I can sign it. We have a lot of work to do and a few appearances to make.”

His hands were still in his pockets.

“Doll, you gone have to do a lot more than hop on a packed damn elevator to turn me off you. I couldn’t have picked a better person to be my fake girlfriend.”

My cheeks were hot as hell, and I couldn’t help but smile. He took his hands from his pockets, then leaned in and kissed my cheek.

“Enjoy the room, and I’ll make sure you get to where you need to. I’ll be working out here for the next few days. I know you’re heading back home tomorrow. Dom is bringing you to the strip tomorrow morning.”

“Thank you.”

It was all I could say as he took a few steps back so I could close the door. The moment the door closed entirely, I walked further into the room, trying to hold in my oohs and ahhs.

A wet bar was in the room, with a nice-ass living room. If this was how the sitting area looked, I knew the bedroom and bathroom were to die for. I placed my tripod and purse onto the couch, then walked into the bedroom in the back. A large king bed was in the center of the room, with a large TV and cabinets that were open with my bags inside.

I walked over and began checking to make sure everything I had in the other room was inside the bag. Once I was satisfied, I went into the bathroom. It was huge in there, with a nice waterfall shower, but it also had a handheld feature. I planned to use that, because I had no plans to ruin my curls. I needed these curls to last a few more days.