Always With You (The Connor Family 6)

Unknown: You often give potential clients shit?

Ah, I had a feeling I knew who the sender was.

Hailey: If they ask for it, yes.

Since more than a week had gone by since I was in his office, I’d given up on Davenport. This didn’t stop me from further researching him online. Might be because I’d hoped to find some more pics of him. Might. But who could blame me? The man was hot as all get out.

Just like in my first round of research, I didn’t find much. Just that he’d taken over the hotel at a young age and had not only measured up to his father but had even opened a second one.

Other than that, he was a mystery. Was he a recluse, perhaps?

If he was, it had to be by choice. Other hotel owners in town often mingled with stars, and as such were darlings of the press.

My stomach flipped when my screen lit up. He was calling.

“Hello,” I greeted.

“Ms. Connor, hi. This is Reid Davenport.”

“I figured as much.”

His voice was rich and sensual. It sounded even sexier on the phone than it had in person. My entire body reacted. A low thrum hummed in my blood.

“About last week. We started on the wrong foot. I apologize. Could we begin again with a clean slate?”

“What made you change your mind?”

“It’s complicated.”

“I see. I’m still going to have to fight you for every word, won’t I?”

He laughed. “Probably. It’s not personal. I’m just not used to talking about my private life with strangers.”

“But you’re willing to give it a try.” I hadn’t phrased it as a question, but I did want to hear a confirmation. When he said nothing, I pushed. “There really is no point meeting again if you’re not convinced you want to go through with this.”

He laughed again, a low, gravelly sound. A sexy sound. What had gotten into me? The man had antagonized me every second I spent in his office. I couldn’t be attracted to him.

“You’re hard on me, Hailey. I admire that. I am committed to this. I am just warning you that it’s still not going to be a walk in the park.”

“I can work with that. I’ll review my schedule and get back to you. I can probably squeeze in a visit at your office sometime next week, though it’ll be rather late.”

“I can meet you somewhere else, if you prefer.”

“Oh?”

I was suspicious of his sudden generosity, when he’d been an ass in his office. A sexy, drop-dead gorgeous ass, but still an ass. Was this an act?

“You drove all the way to my office, and I was uncooperative. How can I make it up to you?”

“Such a loaded question to ask. Making it up to me might turn out to be an excruciating business. I can be quite demanding,” I teased. Not very professional of me, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. Besides, I hadn’t yet decided if I would take him on as a client.

“Is that a warning?”

“Oh, yeah.”

“What exactly do you have in store for me?”

“Don’t know yet.”