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paint.
Brooklyn held out her arms. “What do you mean he’s not here? I thought you two were a couple?”
“We are,” Amber said. She frowned as Brooklyn’s question distracted her. Were they a couple? “But that doesn’t mean we’re sleeping together.” At least not yet.
“Well, if he’s not with you, where is he?” Brooklyn asked as she reached for the phone.
Fifteen minutes later, wrapped in her robe, Amber sat on the edge of her bed ensconced in Cole’s arms. Logan held Lexi close, and Jason paced back and forth while the hotel manager spoke on his cell phone.
“Okay,” the manager said as he hung up. “The police are on their way, and I’ve asked corporate to pull the last six hours of video feed for this floor.”
Mark rushed through the open door, stopped, and stared at the paint. He frowned before he continued inside. “Amber, are you okay?”
She nodded.
“When did this happen?” He pointed to the door.
“We’re not sure,” the manager replied. “I’ve contacted the police, and we’re pulling the video feed. I assure you, Mr. Lane, we’ll find out who did this.”
“You do that,” Mark replied. “In the meantime I want Amber given a new room.”
“She’s going to stay with me and Jason,” Cole added.
Brooklyn shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
His arms tightened around Amber. “And why the hell not?”
Brooklyn pointed to the door. “That’s why not. It’s obvious by that statement somebody already thinks you two are sleeping together. Hell, I thought that. Take her into the room you share with Jason and see how quickly the rumors fly.” She turned to face Mark. “She can stay with me. Fiona’s been bitching about the newbie getting a room by herself. Put Amber with me, and let Fiona room alone.”
Mark nodded. “Agreed.” Cole opened his mouth to protest, only to have Mark silence him with a stern look. “We’ll arrange to have Brooklyn and Amber in a room next to you and Jason. That way you can keep an eye on her without making things worse.”
“I’d still rather have her with me,” Cole grumbled.
Mark nodded. “Understood, but I’m with Brooklyn on this. Considering the situation, I really think that would just make things worse right now.”
“Excuse me.” A uniformed officer walked up. “Ms. Star, can I ask you some questions?”
* * * *
Three hours after finding graffiti on her door, Amber sat with Lexi and Brooklyn in catering and picked at her scrambled eggs. Lexi eyed her with some concern. “Eat, Amber. You can’t afford to be missing meals again.”
Brooklyn nodded. “Cole let you off easy the first time. You really don’t want him hovering over you like a mother hen, do you?”
Amber sighed. “No, but it’s hard to eat when my stomach is in knots.” She glanced between her friends. “I’m scared and pissed off at the same time. Seriously”—she dropped her fork onto her plate—“what in the hell did I do to deserve this?”
“Nothing,” Brooklyn replied. “Except for possibly falling for one of the sexiest, most eligible bachelors to come through here in a while.”
“I didn’t intend to fall for him.” Amber shrugged. “He’s just so…”
“Sexy?” Brooklyn grinned.
Amber returned her smile. “Actually I was going to say commanding.”
Lexi nodded. “I know what you mean. After my last relationship I didn’t want to get hurt again, and I tried really hard not to fall for Logan, but he was just so overpowering.”
“Luckily,” Brooklyn interrupted, “your plan failed miserably.”
Lexi grinned.
“Speaking of which,” Amber began, “you look awful happy for someone who was seriously pissed off at her fiancé last night.”
Lexi’s grin widened. “Water under the bridge.”
“Really?”
Brooklyn leaned back in her chair and laughed. “Logan has ways of getting her to forgive him.”
“That’s what I’m learning.” Amber leveled a look on her
Brooklyn held out her arms. “What do you mean he’s not here? I thought you two were a couple?”
“We are,” Amber said. She frowned as Brooklyn’s question distracted her. Were they a couple? “But that doesn’t mean we’re sleeping together.” At least not yet.
“Well, if he’s not with you, where is he?” Brooklyn asked as she reached for the phone.
Fifteen minutes later, wrapped in her robe, Amber sat on the edge of her bed ensconced in Cole’s arms. Logan held Lexi close, and Jason paced back and forth while the hotel manager spoke on his cell phone.
“Okay,” the manager said as he hung up. “The police are on their way, and I’ve asked corporate to pull the last six hours of video feed for this floor.”
Mark rushed through the open door, stopped, and stared at the paint. He frowned before he continued inside. “Amber, are you okay?”
She nodded.
“When did this happen?” He pointed to the door.
“We’re not sure,” the manager replied. “I’ve contacted the police, and we’re pulling the video feed. I assure you, Mr. Lane, we’ll find out who did this.”
“You do that,” Mark replied. “In the meantime I want Amber given a new room.”
“She’s going to stay with me and Jason,” Cole added.
Brooklyn shook her head. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
His arms tightened around Amber. “And why the hell not?”
Brooklyn pointed to the door. “That’s why not. It’s obvious by that statement somebody already thinks you two are sleeping together. Hell, I thought that. Take her into the room you share with Jason and see how quickly the rumors fly.” She turned to face Mark. “She can stay with me. Fiona’s been bitching about the newbie getting a room by herself. Put Amber with me, and let Fiona room alone.”
Mark nodded. “Agreed.” Cole opened his mouth to protest, only to have Mark silence him with a stern look. “We’ll arrange to have Brooklyn and Amber in a room next to you and Jason. That way you can keep an eye on her without making things worse.”
“I’d still rather have her with me,” Cole grumbled.
Mark nodded. “Understood, but I’m with Brooklyn on this. Considering the situation, I really think that would just make things worse right now.”
“Excuse me.” A uniformed officer walked up. “Ms. Star, can I ask you some questions?”
* * * *
Three hours after finding graffiti on her door, Amber sat with Lexi and Brooklyn in catering and picked at her scrambled eggs. Lexi eyed her with some concern. “Eat, Amber. You can’t afford to be missing meals again.”
Brooklyn nodded. “Cole let you off easy the first time. You really don’t want him hovering over you like a mother hen, do you?”
Amber sighed. “No, but it’s hard to eat when my stomach is in knots.” She glanced between her friends. “I’m scared and pissed off at the same time. Seriously”—she dropped her fork onto her plate—“what in the hell did I do to deserve this?”
“Nothing,” Brooklyn replied. “Except for possibly falling for one of the sexiest, most eligible bachelors to come through here in a while.”
“I didn’t intend to fall for him.” Amber shrugged. “He’s just so…”
“Sexy?” Brooklyn grinned.
Amber returned her smile. “Actually I was going to say commanding.”
Lexi nodded. “I know what you mean. After my last relationship I didn’t want to get hurt again, and I tried really hard not to fall for Logan, but he was just so overpowering.”
“Luckily,” Brooklyn interrupted, “your plan failed miserably.”
Lexi grinned.
“Speaking of which,” Amber began, “you look awful happy for someone who was seriously pissed off at her fiancé last night.”
Lexi’s grin widened. “Water under the bridge.”
“Really?”
Brooklyn leaned back in her chair and laughed. “Logan has ways of getting her to forgive him.”
“That’s what I’m learning.” Amber leveled a look on her
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