telling him the truth.
“Because you make everything better,” Kylie admitted, as her grip tightened around the comforter, immediately wishing that she could take the words back as-
“No, Miss Granger,” Hunter said, as he stood up and gently cupped her face in his hands as he leaned down and pressed his lips against her forehead, “that’s what you do.”
Chapter 21
Roman Palms Hotel
“Hunter, are you listening?”
“No,” Hunter said, unable to take his eyes off Kylie as she gave up doing whatever the hell she was trying to do with the boxes that his men had brought into the large lobby. With a sigh and a sad shake of her head, she mumbled, “This just isn’t going to work for me,” making his lips twitch.
“You better enjoy this while it lasts,” Ryan said, as Hunter managed to tear his eyes away from the woman that absolutely destroyed him.
“I’m planning on it,” Hunter said, as he took in the large foyer, taking note of the guests coming and going, the bellhops rushing to help guests with their bags, and all the women that he should be focusing on to make this week count, and found his attention back on the only thing that mattered to him.
“I managed to get us a two-bedroom suite on the eighteenth floor,” Ryan explained, as he handed the hotel clerk his credit card.
“What about Miss Davis?” Hunter asked, watching as several of his men walked over to talk to Kylie and couldn’t help but notice the way one of them smiled when he saw her.
“I didn’t think that you would want her near the eighteenth floor knowing how these things go. So I got her a room on the tenth floor and asked Tim to keep an eye on her,” Ryan said, as Hunter sized up the man smiling down at Kylie, guessing that this was the man Ryan asked to look after her as he took in his neatly combed honey blonde hair, boy-next-door looks, boyish smile and-
“They sent another letter.”
“What does it say?” Hunter asked, shifting his attention back to Kylie, watching as she smiled at something that Tim was saying.
“Pretty much the same as the other letters.”
“Do they know where she is?” Hunter asked, as he leaned back against the marble-topped front desk.
“No, but they were able to figure out that she worked for Shadow Security thanks to the business card your men left behind. I think they got spooked when they found out that Kylie was working for a company capable of taking a closer look into their past and decided to do some damage control,” Ryan explained, as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a white envelope.
“I don’t need to see it,” Hunter said, knowing that it would upset Kylie if he looked at that letter.
“Does Kylie know about the other letters?” Ryan asked, as he slid the envelope back in his pocket.
“No.”
“And we’re keeping it that way,” Ryan correctly guessed with a nod of understanding as he accepted his credit card back from the clerk with a murmured, “Thank you.”
“She doesn’t need to know,” Hunter said, because that was the last thing that she needed right now.
“I’ll put this one away with the other letters then,” Ryan said, picking up their room keycards off the counter as Hunter glanced back at Kylie as she headed towards the elevators with Tim by her side.
“Good,” Hunter said absently, as he watched her walk away.
“What do you want to do about her parents?” Ryan asked, as he gestured to one of the bellhops to grab their bags.
“Destroy them,” Hunter drawled, as he plucked the keycards out of Ryan’s hand and headed for the elevators.
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“I wanted to thank you for your help with everything.”
“You’re welcome,” Kylie said with what she hoped didn’t look like a forced smile as she quickly made her way to the back corner, making sure to place her suitcase in front of her to buy herself a little space.
Easily returning her smile, Tim pressed the button for the tenth floor before joining her against the back wall to make room for an elderly couple. As soon as they were settled, Hunter stepped into the elevator and-
Immediately ignored her.
Biting back a disappointed sigh, she reminded herself that she knew that this might happen. Hunter had been on house arrest for the past eight months and she’d been the only one there, so it made sense that they’d become friends. Now that he’d been allowed to leave the house, he-
“We wanted to