He nodded. It made him antsy. Why would they be so happy to be rid of her? Chances were she was in bad shape. He wouldn’t voice his thoughts to Lark, but he could tell by the look on her face, she’d thought of it all on her own.
The silence in the hotel room rippled with a painful vibe.
“Okay. Then I guess. I–I’d better call the bank and make the arrangements to clear out my account.”
“Tomorrow,” he said gently.
“What?” she asked clearly dazed.
“You’ll call them tomorrow. It’s too late to do it now.”
“Yeah. Of course.” She nodded. “I’ll just, have a seat.” She sunk down on the edge of her bed.
“You know what? We’re not going to do this. Get up.”
“What? Why?” Her brows came together.
“Now. We’re not going to sit in here like we’re at a wake. You got a dress. I need drinks and a good time. We’re going out.”
“We can’t.”
“Says who?”
‘I…” She opened and closed her mouth.
“Exactly,” he purred.
A number of emotions chased their way across her face.
“You aren’t betraying her by being happy, Lark.”
Her mouth formed an O.
Pan couldn’t help but think about her plump lips wrapped around his cock. Desire rose like a fire set to dried wood. “Yeah, I know what I’m talking about. This is part of you…coming first.”
“Why do you care?” she yelled the repeated question as she stood.
Her height might intimidate others, but it did nothing for him. If she thought it would make him back off, she still didn’t understand who she was dealing with. “I told you. There’s something in it I want.”
“What’s that?”
“You.”
Tension filled the air like a storm front that came in unexpectedly. She squirmed.
He watched the muscles in her legs flex as she moved around on her heels.
“What does that mean?”
“What do you think it means?” He arched a brow.
“I-I don’t know.” She placed a hand on her throat.
He tsked. “What did I tell you about lying?”
“I’m not.”
“No? Then let me clarify. I want you in my bed, against the wall, on the counter. Anywhere as long as you’re on my dick, screaming my name and begging me to satisfy you.” He trailed the backs of his fingers down her face. She was soft and warm. Her delicate features tugged at his heart. He’d never say she came off as weak, yet she raised some caveman instinct inside of him.