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bottles the hotel provided. They didn’t smell bad, but they weren’t what she was accustomed to. Afterwards, her skin was too dry and a little itchy.
    The warm water felt good and she let it hit her body. Looking towards the bathroom door, she frowned. She didn’t understand men like Ethan at all. It wasn’t just the tattoos. It was everything about him. He wasn’t nice to her, not that she exactly deserved his kindness. Still, a gentleman would have politely ignored her irritation and bad mood, waiting patiently until she was in a better frame of mind. Ethan just kept pushing and talking and returning insults until she couldn’t see straight. Then, he charged her to stay in a room he’d gotten for free. It sucked too, because it was either pay him twenty or give the girl at the desk forty for her own room.
    Alexis got out of the shower and dried off. Looking at her skimpy nightie, she frowned. She’d been so irritated with Ethan that she hadn’t paid any attention to the clothes she grabbed. It was a sheer mesh chemise that only fell to the tops of her thighs. The little slit up the side showed even higher. The embroidered flower top hid her nipples with artfully placed roses, but other than that the bodice was see-through. The skirt was a little better, but in the right light she saw her thong panties just fine.
    Pushing open the door, she stuck her head out. The television was on and she could see the flipping channels even as she didn’t see him. ‘Um, you out there?’
    ‘Yeah,’ Ethan answered.
    ‘Can you leave?’ she asked.
    ‘Hey, I’m not going anywhere,’ Ethan said, sounding irritated. ‘This is my room too.’
    Alexis shut the door and looked at herself in the mirror. She so did not fit these horrible surroundings. The nightie probably cost more than all the furnishings in the room combined. Well, Ethan didn’t seem interested in her anyway so what did it matter if he saw her dressed like this? Opening the bathroom door, she stepped out. Her heart fluttered nervously, but she forced herself to walk across the hotel room. She passed the television and heard Ethan gasp.
    ‘Damn,’ he whispered, as if he couldn’t help himself.
    ‘Excuse me?’ Alexis turned to him, frowning. He looked way too sexy sprawled out on the bed. His bare feet were close to her and he adjusted his legs slightly, letting one knee fall to the side. Strong legs led to delectable hips and a narrow waist. The way his T-shirt fell to the side revealed the small trail of hair on his lower stomach.
    Ethan cleared his throat. ‘What? Oh, the . . . ah . . . Green Bay Packers lost.’
    ‘Isn’t that a football team?’ Alexis asked, confused. ‘And isn’t the Superbowl in February?’
    ‘Uh, yeah, it’s a post-season game,’ Ethan said.
    Alexis was still confused. Post-games? Did they have post-games? Ah, what did she know about football anyway?
    Ethan sat up and quickly changed the subject. ‘Why don’t you get dressed? We’ll go get something to eat.’
    Alexis averted her eyes. ‘No, I’m fine.’
    ‘Unless you snuck something in the bathroom, you haven’t eaten all day,’ Ethan said. ‘Come on, get dressed.’
    He noticed? Alexis blinked in surprise, oddly touched. ‘Yeah, I ate. I’m good.’
    ‘Really?’ he challenged. ‘When?’
    ‘This morning. Ted bought bagels.’ Alexis crossed to the bed, refusing to look at him.
    ‘You know, most people eat at least three meals a day,’ Ethan said, his tone wry.
    ‘I’m not hungry. What are you? The food police?’ Alexis pulled back the covers and crawled next to him. Tugging at the blankets, she felt him get up off the bed. She wasn’t tired, but she wasn’t sure what else to do.
    ‘You’re going to bed already? It’s early.’
    ‘I’m tired.’ Alexis could feel him studying her. She pulled the covers over her head to hide. She didn’t want him looking at her.
    ‘Want me to bring you back something?’ he insisted.
    ‘No.’ Alexis