Deadly Testimony (Safeguard #2)(46)

She shrugged as she returned and stepped into the bathroom, only partially closing the door as she ran water and freshened up. “Some hotel beds are too soft, like trying to sleep on a marshmallow. Pillow tops aren’t my favorite and I definitely don’t like memory foam.”

There he agreed with her. “It’s hard to move on memory foam mattresses and I wake up with a sore back.”

“Yeah.” She emerged and sat on the edge of the bed, holding out a washcloth. “This hotel has promise though. The bed doesn’t seem too squishy.”

“It’s quite firm, actually.” He rose and stood in front of her, other parts of him waking up in response to her continued relaxed exposure. Every inch of her was sleekly beautiful and he appreciated how comfortable she was in just her skin.

Instead of handing the cloth to him, she proceeded to gently wash him. “I can see that.”

He’d become erect under her gaze and he was getting harder as she continued her ministrations. He enjoyed her consideration too. Usually he was the one to take care of such practicalities. Cleanliness was important to him. He’d set the earlier used condom aside discretely and he was happy to see she’d brought a handful with her along with the wash cloth.

“Perhaps I could convince you to give the bed a try tonight.” He pressed her back, pausing to nuzzle her breasts as she lay down for him.

As interested as he was in conversation, he was also ready to explore other means of getting to know her better.

*

Lizzy rose and stretched, completely naked and utterly satisfied. No doubt about it, good sex was the best kind of therapy, especially when her partner was up for several rounds through the course of a night. They’d gone from the floor to the bed to the sofa and back to the bed again with only enough rest in between for her to assure herself that their room was still secure. And she was seriously hoping they’d have time to consider the bathroom counter.

Kyle sat in the bed, looking rumpled and equally as satisfied. His eyelids heavy over his dark eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re getting back to work already?”

His tone was light but there was an underlying hesitation there. Maybe she imagined it but she knew better. It was a worry she’d experienced herself.

She turned to him, smiling. “I’m hungry. And I figure this might be a long day, so I was going to get us something to eat.”

He returned her smile. “I see. Do you already have our next meal planned, then? Or are you willing to entertain orders?”

“I was thinking room service.” She retrieved the hotel’s menu from the dresser and tossed it onto the bed before bending to sort through the random articles of clothing to grab hers.

“I thought your rules stated there would be no room service.” His voice took on an edge.

Temper, temper.

Though to be fair, she hadn’t explained that particular rule fully. “No room service to this room, no. And you shouldn’t order it at all. But I think I mentioned I have more than one room booked in this hotel.”

Bundling her clothes and tucking them under her arm, she grabbed her laptop from the sitting area and brought it all to the bed. This was new for her, but she’d been working with Kyle rather than near him and she didn’t want to put the distance between them at the moment.

Bringing up her surveillance, she selected the room located in the same hotel as them and made the streaming video full screen.

“No one’s been in there and no one’s knocked on the door.” She tapped the screen. “I’d put the do not disturb sign on the door and every time I’ve left the hotel, I’ve made sure to stop in and move a few things around. No maid service, same as what we’ve been doing in here. But I can head down there and call for room service, then bring the meal back up here for us.”

He studied the screen. “And there’s more than one room on your surveillance.”

Wariness made her respond slowly. “Yes.”

She’d been checking the other security feeds throughout the night, even though they’d been indulging in each other.

He held up his hands. “I admire the thought you’d put into all of this. There was every possibility we could have stayed in that original apartment, if I am correct?”

She nodded.

“But you had all of this in place. Alternatives. Backup plan after backup plan.” He shook his head. “And you had less than twenty-four hours to set it all up.”

When he put it that way, it sounded like a lot more than it was. Her cheeks heated and she busied herself getting her pants back on. “I like options. You can’t be sure there will always be choices so leaving yourself with as many as possible makes sense.”

“It does,” he agreed. After a moment, he tapped the menu. “Rather standard fare here. A few specialties by the restaurant attached to the hotel. I think the lamb burger looks the most interesting with the whipped feta cheese and olive tapenade.”

Yum. “Actually, that sounds really good.”

He grinned. “Would you like to share and get an appetizer too? I find I prefer to order several things so I don’t get bored halfway through my meal.”

Considering the traditional Korean meal Maylin had taken the time to send them before, she wondered if it was a cultural thing. Could be, though there were other cuisines that encouraged a broad variety of tastes and textures in a meal. She loved tapas and small plates, for example. Whether it was a preference born of his background or not, it suited her very well.