“I would say I'm pretty easy on the eyes. Getting to sleep with me isn't that much of a loss for you.” He tucked a finger under her chin and lifted it so that she was looking right at him.
“You truly are a delicacy. I hope you won't forget me anytime soon.”
As he spoke, his hand began to slide down Aubree's neck, and he started to bend down until he was hovering right over her.
She snapped back to her senses and pushed his hand away with a scowl on her face. “Get out! Don't make me repeat myself!”
The man chuckled amusedly at her angry look and actually began to walk out.
Soon enough, Aubree was left alone in the hotel room
She began to look around her, trying to recall what had happened last night.
No matter how much she tried to make sense of her surroundings, she just couldn't remember what happened.
She had assumed that someone had been hired to assault her.
However, that man didn't look like someone who could be hired. In fact, he looked more like the one who would be doing the hiring.
Aubree felt a little more relieved at that. Maybe it really was just a drunk mistake.
No matter what had actually transpired, she couldn't stay here any longer.
Gritting her teeth against the pain radiating from her waist, she got out of bed and was about to put her clothes back on when she heard the door swing open again.
The man had returned.
Aubree screamed in shock and quickly wrapped the hotel robe around her, glaring at him in rage.
He innocently held up the bag he was holding. “You must be exhausted after everything that happened last night, Ms. Pearson. I went to buy some breakfast for you.” Then, with a smirk, he continued, “I already saw everything you have to offer last night. Don't bother covering up around me.”
Aubree's face was bright red with shame and anger. “Stop looking at me!”
He obediently turned around.
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