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had scanned the room, hoping to find Trudi. It hadn’t taken a full minute before the first guy approached her.
After the third tried to hit on her, she got up and began to weave her way around, not remaining in the same place. It wasn’t like the male interest was even a testament to how attractive she was, it was Vegas, men came here wanting to get lucky – one way or another. And with enough liquor in them to drown an elephant, their confidence soared, and they’d hit on anything with a pair of breasts, believing themselves irresistible.
On getting back to the hotel, she was sorry not to have Dax in her room waiting for her. Fighting with him was so counterproductive; they had already faced such adversity and they’d always overcome it. They were going to be together, and nothing would prevent them from finding a future together.
When he had chosen the Starks over her before it didn’t end well; it ended up with them apart and him chasing her across the continent. Prioritising each other was the only way that they were going to survive as a couple.
Stripping out of her clothes, she took a shower and slid into her empty hotel room bed. Dax was her husband and even when he was a jerk, he still loved her. Pulling up the sheet, she turned off the lamp and brought her purse onto the bed to fish out her phone to write a text.
I’m safe, back at the hotel, tucked up in bed alone.
I love you, you arrogant jerk.
She wouldn’t hesitate to show him her wrath when they were back in the same room again. But while this was going on, she didn’t want him to lose himself to the Stark mentality again. Reminding him that they were together, and that he wasn’t that person anymore, might be the only way to ensure that they came out the other side of this together. Her phone made a noise, so she rolled over to grab it from the bedside.
You’re not going to be able to sit for a week by the time I’m through with you, Minx.
You better damn well be alone.
Well, it wasn’t a declaration of undying love, but it gave her some reassurance that he was alright. Being back out there, enforcing, was dangerous. It might have been something that he’d done for years, but all it took was one mistake, one prick with a weapon, and she might lose the only purpose she’d ever had in her life.
Being pissed in the same house as each other was very different to being pissed at each other in different states. So with a sigh, she closed her eyes and tried her best to sleep. They would fix this, she’d explain to him how his behaviour was unacceptable, yet the truth was it had sort of worked out for her.
Serg distracting Dax had given her the opportunity to take care of her past without awkward explanations to Dax. She would have to explain, but doing it after the fact would be easier than doing it before when he might want to be a part of the resolution.
This was something she had to do herself, but now that Dax knew where she was, the clock was running. He could show up at any second, so she had to get this done and fast.
Chapter Six
Ivy found out the next morning that Dax wasn’t the only person who knew where she was. Knocking on her hotel room door brought her out of the bathroom after her morning shower. Because he could get the name of the hotel from his credit card statement, and because the timing was right depending on whether or not he finished up with Serg before driving or flying to her, she was convinced that the only person who could be at her door was Dax.
Wrapped in only her towel, Ivy opened the hotel room door with her hair still dripping from the shower and prepared herself to face her husband’s anger. But it wasn’t Dax at the door at all, the six-foot tall visitor had light brown hair and a smile that could melt the panties right off a woman. But his brown eyes didn’t captivate like Dax’s did, and Ivy knew just how false an impression that smile gave. Its disarming nature would make
After the third tried to hit on her, she got up and began to weave her way around, not remaining in the same place. It wasn’t like the male interest was even a testament to how attractive she was, it was Vegas, men came here wanting to get lucky – one way or another. And with enough liquor in them to drown an elephant, their confidence soared, and they’d hit on anything with a pair of breasts, believing themselves irresistible.
On getting back to the hotel, she was sorry not to have Dax in her room waiting for her. Fighting with him was so counterproductive; they had already faced such adversity and they’d always overcome it. They were going to be together, and nothing would prevent them from finding a future together.
When he had chosen the Starks over her before it didn’t end well; it ended up with them apart and him chasing her across the continent. Prioritising each other was the only way that they were going to survive as a couple.
Stripping out of her clothes, she took a shower and slid into her empty hotel room bed. Dax was her husband and even when he was a jerk, he still loved her. Pulling up the sheet, she turned off the lamp and brought her purse onto the bed to fish out her phone to write a text.
I’m safe, back at the hotel, tucked up in bed alone.
I love you, you arrogant jerk.
She wouldn’t hesitate to show him her wrath when they were back in the same room again. But while this was going on, she didn’t want him to lose himself to the Stark mentality again. Reminding him that they were together, and that he wasn’t that person anymore, might be the only way to ensure that they came out the other side of this together. Her phone made a noise, so she rolled over to grab it from the bedside.
You’re not going to be able to sit for a week by the time I’m through with you, Minx.
You better damn well be alone.
Well, it wasn’t a declaration of undying love, but it gave her some reassurance that he was alright. Being back out there, enforcing, was dangerous. It might have been something that he’d done for years, but all it took was one mistake, one prick with a weapon, and she might lose the only purpose she’d ever had in her life.
Being pissed in the same house as each other was very different to being pissed at each other in different states. So with a sigh, she closed her eyes and tried her best to sleep. They would fix this, she’d explain to him how his behaviour was unacceptable, yet the truth was it had sort of worked out for her.
Serg distracting Dax had given her the opportunity to take care of her past without awkward explanations to Dax. She would have to explain, but doing it after the fact would be easier than doing it before when he might want to be a part of the resolution.
This was something she had to do herself, but now that Dax knew where she was, the clock was running. He could show up at any second, so she had to get this done and fast.
Chapter Six
Ivy found out the next morning that Dax wasn’t the only person who knew where she was. Knocking on her hotel room door brought her out of the bathroom after her morning shower. Because he could get the name of the hotel from his credit card statement, and because the timing was right depending on whether or not he finished up with Serg before driving or flying to her, she was convinced that the only person who could be at her door was Dax.
Wrapped in only her towel, Ivy opened the hotel room door with her hair still dripping from the shower and prepared herself to face her husband’s anger. But it wasn’t Dax at the door at all, the six-foot tall visitor had light brown hair and a smile that could melt the panties right off a woman. But his brown eyes didn’t captivate like Dax’s did, and Ivy knew just how false an impression that smile gave. Its disarming nature would make
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