Page 24 of Theirs to Treasure
Like Celeste, he has little need for pleasantries, and tonight I have no patience for them.
In broad strokes, I outline the situation, along with Celeste’s involvement.
“Her name?”
“Goes by Anna. It’s an alias.”
“And the wedding was supposed to happen in Vegas a few hours ago?”
Once I confirm, he goes on, “Won’t be difficult to figure out who she is.”
Though I am not concerned at all about her determination not to be sold off to the highest bidder, as she’d called it, she deserves the chance to sort out her own future and make her own decisions. I won’t allow her to be bullied. “Hawkeye, she went to a great deal of trouble to ensure she wasn’t found. I want it to stay that way.” Selfishly, I don’t want our evening disrupted.
“I’ll make sure of it.”
Then I make another decision. “I want to move us all to the Royal Sterling.”
“One room?”
The three of us in a king-size bed, her in the middle?Hell yes.Then a better idea occurs to me.“The honeymoon suite.”
“Interesting.”
“She deserves it.”
“Consider it done.”
“And dinner reservations.”
“You’re fucking pushing it, Donnelly.” There’s a long silence, as if Hawkeye can’t believe what he’s heard. “I’m not your goddamn concierge service.”
“Private dining room. Chilled bottle of champagne.”
He bites out another curse. “Inamorata will handle it. Anything else? Something in our normal scope of duties?”
“Just be sure she doesn’t notice.” He’s silent, and I realize I’ve insulted him. “Look, man, I didn’t mean?—”
“If there’s anything else you need, let us know.” Hawkeye ends the call.
Once all that is handled, I breathe easier. Good to know someone has our back.
Next I make arrangements for a driver to meet us in fifteen minutes.
As I walk out of the room, I dial my brother’s number. “Where you at?”
“Our suite. Anna is just freshening up.”
“She’s with you?” I demand, hoping he was smart enough not to let her get away.
“Wasn’t difficult. One of us is more persuasive than the other.”
Scowling, I press the button for the private elevator. “You’re a dick.” But as I am whisked up to our floor, I grin. My younger brother had done well. Probably better than I could have.
I enter the suite as Anna comes out of the bathroom, her pouty lips an inviting shade of red. She’s refreshed her mascara and pulled all the pins out of her hair, leaving it tumbling in glorious blonde waves over her shoulders and down her back.
“You’re stunning,” Zev says softly as he crosses to her and kisses her cheek.
I fold my arms, perusing every inch of her. I’ve seen enough of her gorgeous body to lust for more. God, I want her beneath me as I plow into her, fucking her hard, making her scream my name.