Unexpected Sting by Viola Grace (good romance books to read TXT) 📗

“Yes, Miss Rosos.” Shenodded.

Stinger pulled Arthur along.

He grinned when they were in theexecutive elevator. “Why am I feeling like the boy toy?”

She pressed the second highestfloor. “Because you are such fun to play with.” She grinned. “Ikeep a suite here in case I have client functions I need to host. Ihate not having a comfortable place to sleep while I am in town.So, I made sure I did.”

He chuckled. “So, we are headingto your room instead of mine?”

“If you don’t mind.”

“Of course not. I am sure thatMr. Twilight will be delighted if I stay in your quarters.”

She grinned. “He is rarelydelighted, but I get the feeling that that is on the turn.”

“What do you mean?”

“Orvis looks remarkablydifferent in her natural state, and I was fighting their joining inaddition to that of Nessa’s triad.”

“Seriously?”

“Yeah, they were dumping sexualenergy out into the ether, and it was dizzying. Normally, I don’tneed to ask for help.” They arrived at her floor and stepped out.Down the hall to the right, she stopped in front of the only dooron that side. She held the new card to the door and opened it,stepping inside and turning on the lights.

Stinger walked into the hugespace and removed her boots in the entryway. Arthur was grinning.“I see you like things big.”

She snorted. “I never plannedfor you. I use this space for entertaining, but it is actuallycheaper to simply rent it for a full year and allow them to requestit for guests when needed. Kind of a sublet. There is securestorage here, and the staff is very attentive.”

She looked down. “I am going toget changed into something less grubby. I will be in the shower.You are welcome to join me, and feel free to have your stuff movedup here. I won’t consider you forward.”

She climbed a set of steps tothe bedroom, and she pulled out a silver chemise and robe. She leftthem near the dressing table. She walked into the wet room andstarted the barrage of shower heads. She washed the leaf litter outof her hair and the mud and sweat off her skin. The grimy bandagehad to be removed, and a glance showed that the wound had closed.It wasn’t her magic that had healed her. She didn’t have thatability. She had accelerated healing but nothing like that. NanaBaker had that skill, but she didn’t use it. She said pain taughtimportant lessons.

The wire damage to her hands wasalso just a faint pink line now. Hmm. She was about to leave theshower when Arthur came in and saw her wrapped in water and nothingelse. He smiled and removed his clothing with a snap. She smiledand stepped aside to let him shower. To her surprise, bands ofwater pulled her carefully toward him as he shampooed and shook outhis hair. “Water, too?”

He grinned. “I have water andearth. You have fire and air. A good match, I think.”

She sighed. “It is a good match,but I promise you a much more enthusiastic greeting if I can getout and dry off.”

He sighed. “I won’t say I amdisappointed.”

“I also don’t see a condom.”

He sighed. “I forgot.”

“I know. Being in our elementblurs the thinking. You should see me walking out of a fire. Iwould be a particularly enthusiastic mark if anyone bothered tostick around while I slapped the small blazes out of myclothing.”

She exited the room wearing atowel and went to the dressing room. She dried herself quickly andslid on the negligee with the lace robe a shade darker than thesilky chemise under it. She walked to the bedroom and grabbed herlaptop, opening it and catching up on correspondence. She alsosummoned a few more condoms, but there was something weird. Sherubbed her fingers together and scowled. She lifted it to thelight, and she gasped. She went through the others and cursed. Whenhe came out of the shower and saw her face, he asked, “What’swrong?”

“Can you find those condoms forme?”

He fished in his pockets andlifted them up. “What the hell?”

He rubbed his fingers and liftedthem in turn. His shoulders dropped, and he said, “Grandma.”

She slumped. “Damn it. Theregoes the snow day.”

He pulled her toward him andhugged her. “It’s fine. We can just have a normal date.”

She looked up at his sincereface and giggled. “That is a bit barn door after the horse, isn’tit?”

He smiled. “I have a few ideas,and there are always tongues.”

“And then, we lose control, andyou end up pinned to the bed, and I am taking advantage of yourvirtue.” She sighed.

He chuckled. “How aboutsomething more benign?”

“Like what?”

“How about we get in bed withtwo remotes and fill a bag or bowl with slips listing things likefavourite movies, favourite kissing scenes, favourite funny moment,favourite romantic moment. For you, favourite action scene.” Hechuckled.

“That sounds kinda fun. We mightremove all respect for each other.”

He laughed. “I am willing tochance it.”

“I will get the pen and thenotepad.” She scampered into the office area and got the stationaryfrom the desk. A discrete knock at the door and the voice saying,“Housekeeping,” interrupted them.

Stinger smiled and put herfinger to her lips. She leaned over the railing and watched as thebusboy and one of the housekeeping ladies stumbled into the roomand were working at their clothing. Stinger cleared her throat. “Wedidn’t call for housekeeping, but I am sure we can find somethingto do with you.”

She flicked her eyes, and theyboth bolted toward the door, clawing at it as they tried to openit. When they were gone, she leaned her elbows against the rail.“And that’s why I can’t have a threesome.”

He chuckled. “Your eyes?”

“Yeah. My first was a human, andI had to scrub his memories with one that blurred the truth andleft him feeling like a stud.”

“The threesome.”

“Yup. He can remember the sightof touching hands but not faces. Even my mark looks like aSmurfette tattoo.”

He, wearing nothing but a towel,walked up to her and pinned her to him. “I had a thing forSmurfette.”

She looked at his blond hair.“Of course you did. She was blond, blue, and surrounded by guys.That is the warlock breeding program right there.”

He smiled. “I much prefer aone-on-one arrangement. I do