Dirty Sexy Alphas (Twenty Book Box Set) - Hannah Ford Page 0,340

I sweeten the deal? I can feel your pulse racing under my fingers. Did you like what you saw earlier?”

Madden leaned in so close that our noses were almost touching. His gaze burned into mine.

“Did you wish it were you?” His silky soft voice washed over my lips as he caressed the heartbeat pounding in my neck.

Caught up in his stare, I nodded before I realized what I’d done. Triumph flashed across his face. “Ten thousand dollars and the weekend. With me. That’s my only offer now.” His fingers skated along my collarbone, releasing a rush of desire through my body.

Would it be so bad, spending a weekend with him? I glanced up from under my eyelashes to study him. I could tell that he was used to getting what he wanted, but why did he want me?

“Why?” I asked. He had not moved away and the heat radiating from him only heightened the spell he had on me. There was no denying that my body craved what he was offering. It had since the minute I stepped into the office and saw him with that woman.

“Because we’re both adults and we both want something here. Spend the weekend with me. I have business I need to attend to, but then...I’d like to give you my undivided attention.” His eyes got even darker and he brushed his lips across my jaw. “Two days, Skylar. That’s all I want.”

I was on the verge of declining, of trying to do the logical thing, when he said my name. The huskiness in his voice, the promise, tipped me over the edge. I wanted to know what his fingers felt like gripping my hips, moving me how he liked best, playing my body until I couldn't take anymore.

My chest ached from the need to breathe. Madden sucked all the air of the room with his presence, leaving me no other choice but to cling to him.

I could give him two days.

I wanted to and there was no use denying it. My life had been spun out of control but this was one choice I could make for myself and I did.

“Okay.” I whispered, cementing the deal with this red hot devil of a man.

Chapter 2

At exactly eight the next morning, someone knocked on the door of my motel room.

My overnight bag was packed for the weekend—but then again, it had always been packed. It was the same stuff I’d taken with my when I’d run away from Jacob and my old life in Maine.

All I saw when I peeked through the peephole of my door was a dark uniform. A blinding panic took over.

My hands went numb and my entire body shook.

Oh god, how did he find me?

I backed away from the door. There was only the one window in the front of the room. How was I going to get out?

The knock came again, louder now. Then...voices.

A harder knock. “Ms Kinsey, if you don’t get your ass out here in thirty seconds, the deal is off.”

Relief so sweet that I almost melted into the dirty puke green carpet. It wasn’t Jacob—It was Madden. I inhaled air into my lungs and tried to get my racing heartbeat under control.

I was still safe.

I pushed the chain out of the lock and opened the door to find a very irritated Madden Cross with his arms crossed over his broad chest.

“In the future, Ms Kinsey, when I knock I expect you to answer immediately.”

In the daylight, he looked even larger than life looming in the doorway. I reached down and grabbed my bag. He took it from me and handed it to a man in a navy blue uniform standing next to the door.

“And how high would you like me to jump? Just so I’m prepared and all,” I snarked. I’d gotten maybe three hours of sleep while tossing and turning imagining the thousand ways I might die this weekend after agreeing to go away with a virtual stranger. Then I’d remember what I saw him doing to that woman in his office, how he made me feel with just a touch, and just like that my body went from cold to burning hot.

Adding to all my confusion was the fact that I had no money and motel instant coffee and day old donuts were almost worse than nothing at all. I was irritable to say the least.

“You’ll jump as high as I want,” he said. Amusement danced in his tone and I looked up at him.