HIS STRIPPER, HIS WIFE novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Chapter 27

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The car slowed as we turned into a new street and I noticed immediately that something was different.

The gate we were pulling up to was not the same one from earlier and the building behind it was bigger too. “Adam,” I said.” looking out the window.

“Yes?”

“This is not the same hotel.”

“No, it is not,” he agreed pleasantly. I turned to look at him. “Where are we?”

“This is where you will be staying tonight.” He smiled.

“Nobody told me about this,” I said.

Adam shrugged, “Sorry, it was a quick change, you know now.”

The new hotel was bigger than where I had been staying. That much was obvious even from the car window, the kind of building that made you sit up a little straighter just looking at it. I noticed the name on the entrance as we pulled in, something with “Dela” at the front, and I wondered briefly, if it was short for Delacroix but I let the thought go before it went anywhere.

Adam walked me up to the room, made sure I had everything I needed, then left with a promise to be back with my things from the other hotel.

The room itself was beautiful in that quiet, expensive way that made you feel slightly guilty for sitting on the bed in event clothes. Which was exactly what I ended up doing, because I could not pull off the dress alone.

The zip sat somewhere in the middle of my back at an angle that my arms simply refused to reach, and after three honest attempts I gave up and sat there like a very well-dressed problem.

I picked up my phone and started moving through apps without any real purpose. My emails, nothing urgent and a voice note from my sister that I played twice because hearing her voice did something good to my chest. She sounded better than last week, tired still, but better.

I checked the time, then I checked it again ten minutes later like that was going to change something.

I was in the middle of reading absolutely nothing on my phone when the knock came and I was off the bed before I even finished the thought.

“Adam is here.”

I crossed the room quickly, grateful, already planning to ask him to help with the zip situation, which I would frame in the least awkward way possible. I pulled the door open.

It was not Adam, it was Adrian standing in the corridor of this hotel at this hour, one hand resting on the handle of my box, looking at me with that expression he always had.

For a full second I just stood there. “Adrian?” The word came out before I could stop it, and then I remembered myself. “Oh, Sorry Good evening, sir”

I reached out and took the box from him, pulling it inside and steering it toward the corner near the wardrobe. I turned to say something some professional closing line that would wrap this up neatly, and I walked directly into his chest.

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His hands caught my arms before I could stumble properly.

“Thank you, sir,” I said, stepping back and putting the appropriate amount of space between us.

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He let go without making anything of it. “Did Felix communicate that you should make a list from the partners listed at the event?” he asked. His voice was the same as it always was in the office.

“Yes, sir.” I nodded.

“You will have to forward those to my mail later.”

“Okay, sir.”

There was a brief silence and my eyes drifted to the box in the corner. It was my box, all of it, which meant Adam had gotten it from the other hotel the way he said he would. But Adam had not brought it here, Adrian had.

The math on that was a little strange. “Did you see Adam?” I asked, before I could decide whether asking was wise./

“Yes,” he said. Just that, no further information offered.

“Uhh.” I could feel the expression on my face before I could control it, the slight drop of it, not that I was unhappy Adrian was here, that was not the issue.

The issue was that I had a very specific set of things I had been mentally preparing to ask Adam, mostly involving the zip, but also involving the light conversation I had been hoping to have with him.

Adrian was looking at me now like he wanted to ask me a question. “You want to see him? You miss him?” he said. “You want him here instead?”

My eyes went wide. “What?”

It came out louder than I intended and I watched as his face relaxed. In the half second between his question and what I said next, a thought crossed my mind. It was not a responsible thought. “Yes,” I said. “I do.”

The corridor outside was completely quiet. Adrian looked at me and I looked back at him.

I watched him process what I had just said and I genuinely could not tell what was happening behind his eyes. “Is that so,” he said.

I was trying to hold myself from smiling, because I was curious to see what he would say or do. “He was good company tonight,” I added, keeping my voice light, because if I was going to say something foolish I was at least going to commit to it and tonight? I was ready to bring a reaction out of him.

“I noticed,” he said and I almost laughed.

“Is there any reason why I was moved to this hotel?” I paused. “Because of Adam?”

Adrian did not answer immediately. He looked at me for a moment, then he shook his head. “You needed better accommodation.”

“I liked that place,” I replied.

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