Devastated (Anger Management, #1)(38)

“Brat,” he grumbled, as he took the iPad out of her hands and placed it on the tray.

“Umm, I need to go through that list before we leave in the morning,” she pointed out.

“Ryan’s taking care of it. Now, tell me what we’re doing out here,” he said, as he wrapped his arms back around her.

“That’s why,” she said, as they watched the night sky light up above them in red, white, blue, green, and so many beautiful colors that she could barely keep up with them before they disappeared only to be replaced with more fireworks that were somehow bigger and more beautiful than the last.

“What’s all this?” he murmured, sounding pleased as he laid his chin against the top of her head.

“The fireworks were delayed a week because of the weather and I figured since you didn’t get to see the fireworks on the Fourth of July that this would make the perfect distraction to keep your mind off tomorrow,” Kylie explained, as they watched the sky suddenly turn emerald, her favorite color.

“You think you know me so well, don’t you?” Hunter asked, as he released his hold on her so that he could slide his arms beneath the comforter and wrap his arms back around her.

“It’s my job,” she said, even as she had to admit that she never would have done this for anyone else, but Hunter was…

God, she didn’t know what he was other than the fact that he left her…confused.

Hunter didn’t say anything as they sat there watching the fireworks and once they ended, he helped her up, and-

“Is that the only reason?” Hunter asked, as he shifted so that he was sitting on the lounge chair.

“What’s that?” Kylie asked absently, as she picked up her comforter and folded it.

“Why you take such good care of me?” he asked softly, as he shifted so that she was standing between his legs.

“No,” she found herself saying.

“Then why do you do it?” Hunter asked, sounding genuinely curious as he sat there, watching her.

She worried her bottom lip between her teeth as she thought of how to answer that, only to end up telling him the truth.

“Because you make everything better,” Kylie admitted, as her grip tightened around the comforter, immediately wishing that she could take the words back as-

“No, Miss Granger,” Hunter said, as he stood up and gently cupped her face in his hands as he leaned down and pressed his lips against her forehead, “that’s what you do.”





Chapter 21

Roman Palms Hotel

“Hunter, are you listening?”

“No,” Hunter said, unable to take his eyes off Kylie as she gave up doing whatever the hell she was trying to do with the boxes that his men had brought into the large lobby. With a sigh and a sad shake of her head, she mumbled, “This just isn’t going to work for me,” making his lips twitch.

“You better enjoy this while it lasts,” Ryan said, as Hunter managed to tear his eyes away from the woman that absolutely destroyed him.

“I’m planning on it,” Hunter said, as he took in the large foyer, taking note of the guests coming and going, the bellhops rushing to help guests with their bags, and all the women that he should be focusing on to make this week count, and found his attention back on the only thing that mattered to him.

“I managed to get us a two-bedroom suite on the eighteenth floor,” Ryan explained, as he handed the hotel clerk his credit card.

“What about Miss Davis?” Hunter asked, watching as several of his men walked over to talk to Kylie and couldn’t help but notice the way one of them smiled when he saw her.

“I didn’t think that you would want her near the eighteenth floor knowing how these things go. So I got her a room on the tenth floor and asked Tim to keep an eye on her,” Ryan said, as Hunter sized up the man smiling down at Kylie, guessing that this was the man Ryan asked to look after her as he took in his neatly combed honey blonde hair, boy-next-door looks, boyish smile and-

“They sent another letter.”

“What does it say?” Hunter asked, shifting his attention back to Kylie, watching as she smiled at something that Tim was saying.

“Pretty much the same as the other letters.”

“Do they know where she is?” Hunter asked, as he leaned back against the marble-topped front desk.

“No, but they were able to figure out that she worked for Shadow Security thanks to the business card your men left behind. I think they got spooked when they found out that Kylie was working for a company capable of taking a closer look into their past and decided to do some damage control,” Ryan explained, as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a white envelope.

“I don’t need to see it,” Hunter said, knowing that it would upset Kylie if he looked at that letter.

“Does Kylie know about the other letters?” Ryan asked, as he slid the envelope back in his pocket.

“No.”

“And we’re keeping it that way,” Ryan correctly guessed with a nod of understanding as he accepted his credit card back from the clerk with a murmured, “Thank you.”

“She doesn’t need to know,” Hunter said, because that was the last thing that she needed right now.

“I’ll put this one away with the other letters then,” Ryan said, picking up their room keycards off the counter as Hunter glanced back at Kylie as she headed towards the elevators with Tim by her side.