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Beautiful Secret (Beautiful Bastard #4)(16)
Author: Christina Lauren

“Ruby?”

I let out a high-pitched squeal of surprise, flinching, and then squeezed my eyes closed as I recognized the voice, debating whether or not I should turn around. Maybe I could run away. Maybe I could pretend to be someone else and he would realize his mistake and go back down to wherever his room was.

No such luck.

“Ruby?” he asked again, a hint of disbelief in his voice. Because normal people don’t run down the hallway in fancy hotels barefoot and in their bathrobes. And oh look, judging by the breeze sweeping up the inside of my robe, the air conditioner just kicked on, too.

Nice touch, universe.

“Hi!” I said—too brightly, far too loud—and turned on my heel to face him.

Startled, Niall Stella took a step back, nearly stumbling into the open doorway, which, coincidentally, was right next to mine.

Sharing a wall . . . maybe even a bathroom wall . . . where he showered . . . naked.

Focus, Ruby!

I went for casual. “What are you up to? I was just grabbing something to eat myself . . .” I said, lazily swinging the tie of my robe around before realizing what I was doing. I dropped it like I’d been burned.

“Something to eat?” he repeated.

I placed a hand against the wall and leaned there. “Yep.”

Niall Stella looked around the hallway and then back to me, eyes lingering on my robe. And maybe, just maybe, if my eyes were correct, my chest. Where my robe was now gaping, possibly exposing some boob.

We seemed to reach this conclusion at the same time.

His eyes snapped to my forehead and I clutched the material in my hands. At this rate, Niall Stella would see me fully naked by the end of the week.

“From the vending machine,” I explained, and reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, groaning when I remembered how I looked. “I was just going to grab some chips. I mean the American kind of chip.”

He made a show of looking around. “Not sure a place like this will have Fritos,” he said, a pop of color staining his cheeks and a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “Energy bars, perhaps? Caviar, definitely. Good thing you’re dressed for it.”

He was teasing me.

My brother was my best friend, his friends were my friends, and this is what I was good at. Banter. The give-and-take of joking with the guys. I could do this and not be an idiot. And not think about how I wanted to bang him. Maybe. Except he was wearing the charcoal suit—my favorite—and a dark shirt with no tie. I’d never seen him without a tie and it required superhuman strength to keep my eyes on his face, and not on that tiny stretch of skin exposed at the top of his open collar.

He had chest hair and my fingertips tingled with the urge to touch it. Alas, he was still waiting for me to respond.

“You’re lucky I even put this on,” I told him. “I usually eat Fritos pantsless on the couch.”

His eyebrow did a cute little amused twitch while the rest of his face remained impressively stoic. “In fact, I understand those are the instructions on the package. Sadly, the same is not usually true of caviar.”

“Or energy bars,” I added, and he laughed.

“Too right.”

Shrugging, I looked back at the door to my room. “I guess I’ll have another peek at the room service menu.”

“I’m going to lay you down,” he said, “and make you come.”

My eyes going wide as saucers, I whipped my head back his way. “You . . . what?”

With a confused draw of his brow, he said very slowly, “I’m going to head on down; would you like to come?”

“Oh,” I said, struggling to take a breath in, and let it out again. “You’re going to dinner downstairs?”

“You said this is your first time?” he started, and both our eyes widened before he added in a breathless rush, “In New York. Your first time in New York.”

“Um, yeah,” I answered, and closed my robe more tightly near my neck.

“Maybe you . . .” Niall started to say, but paused, reaching up as if to straighten a tie that wasn’t there. He dropped his hands again. “I’m meeting my brother. He and his wife live in the city, and I’m having dinner with him and a few business associates downstairs. Maybe you could join us.”

His brother lived here? I tucked this bit of information away, along with how badly I wanted to go—certain I was going to hate myself for this later—and shook my head. There was no way I was going to intrude.

“I think I’ll probably just—”

“You’d be doing me a favor if you joined me, actually,” he cut in. “My brother Max is a bit of a handful.” Niall paused again as if he’d reconsidered, before giving a small shake of his head and continuing, “You’d be a welcome distraction.”

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