Finding Carson Lee (Oh Captain, My Captain 3) - Page 26

ause I’m just messing with her, but still. I’ve never seen a woman not budge even an inch like she has. She won’t even joke back! It doesn’t matter how much I throw at her, she’s ready to shut me down each time. It’s fun though.

Today, we’re shooting one of the commercials. Kinley has been bossing people around all morning to do this, wear that, and whatnot. We’re in between takes, and I’m chatting up the current model. I haven’t gotten laid since we’ve been here, and she’s pretty, so…

“I don’t think I’ve ever met a hockey player before.” She giggles and bats her eyes at me.

“Today is our lucky day then.” I attempt to lean in to whisper something to her, but a handful of clothes are shoved at my chest.

“Carson, go change,” Kinley orders.

“Again?” She gives me a glare that could kill as I take the clothes from her. She walks over to Cassie and I face the model again. I lift a brow. “Want to come with?”

“Don’t even think about it, Carson,” Kinley calls out.

“God, woman. You’re worse than a mother would be,” I yell back before walking away from the model. Looks like if I want sex, I’m going to have to work around Kinley, who manages to be around all the time. After I change, I come back for the next round. This is not my idea of fun. It’s not terrible but when compared to being at home with plenty of women who I can actually sleep with, it doesn’t sound all that great.

“Do you want to go out for drinks after this?” the model asks. I keep forgetting her name.

“Room service has drinks, don’t they?”

She giggles and pushes her hair behind her ear. “I’m in 207,” she whispers in my ear, discreetly nibbling on my ear before we have to do another take. She grins and I grin back. 207. My lucky number for today.

Way too much time passes until I finally hear the four words I’ve been waiting to hear since Ms. Model invited me over.

“We’re done for today,” Kinley says. “I think,” she adds.

Thank God. Once I get back to the hotel, I run by my room first. I change, order a bottle of wine, and grab my favorite invention from my suitcase: condoms. Fully prepared, I go down a floor and knock on Room 207.

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My fingers search my pockets until I find my room key. It ended up in my back pocket instead of the front one. I take it out and look up in time to see Kinley exiting her room with an empty ice bucket.

“Damnit, Carson Lee. I knew you couldn’t keep it in your pants.”

“What makes you think I didn’t?”

“I wasn’t born last night. I know damn well you don’t have that much self control.”

“Will it make you feel better if I told you that it was a random chick I met at the bar and not one of the models?”

“No, it doesn’t. What will make me feel better is that you’re prepared for today. I hope your little fun last night doesn’t make you tired through this shoot today. We have a long day.”

“I know. I got all the emails about today. But I won’t be tired, so don’t worry.”

Kinley wasn’t lying about the long day either. If I had known all she was worried about was me messing up her job, I could have had sex sooner! I can easily make the two not collide. To be cautious, maybe I’ll stay away from the models and find some chick in a bar. I really don’t want to mess with her project and future promotion. I don’t think I’m that much of a jerk.

I change so many times that I’m pretty sure I want to walk around naked for the rest of my life. Clothes, clothes, and more clothes. When we break for lunch, I take a second to call Elliott. He’s still working on those rooms for me, and I haven’t talked to him since I’ve been here. It takes him an annoyingly long time to answer.

“Elliott, how’s it going?” I ask, hearing all the commotion in the background.

“Good. I’ve got everything ordered, and we are finishing up the floors. How’s Utah?”

“Just fine. It’ll be done by the time I get back?”

“As long as nothing is on backorder, then yes.” If his tone is any indication, he doesn’t like my question. Tough shit. He’s getting paid for it to be done when I want it done.

“Good. If anything does change, I expect a phone call.”

“Not a problem.”

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