Avoiding Decisions (Avoiding #1.5)(15)

She nodded. “It’s just fine.”

Ramsey pulled her out onto the dance floor. She was a good dancer, clearly trained in some way. It would account for the way her body was built, and right now he was getting a pretty good grasp on what her body was like. They moved together really well, and soon even he was forgetting what he was going to do later.

As the music changed, he guided her hips to match his and she followed easily. He liked that. Meant good things for later. Or now.

“Do you want to get out of here?” he questioned into her ear.

She leaned her head back against his chest and swayed to the music. “I’m here with a friend. I can’t leave without her,” she told him.

He sighed. Seriously? She was going to pull that?

Suddenly she was going to get all guilty on him. He hadn’t heard of any friend up until now. Seemed a bit suspicious…like she was trying to find a way out. Not sure why. She had been throwing herself at him all night.

The girl immediately started describing her friend who apparently was gorgeous. He could appreciate exotic beauty, but he was really just ready to take this one home and have his way with her.

Now he had to ditch her friend, who he hadn’t seen all night. It would be easier to just pick someone else up, but this girl had him intrigued. She looked like Parker and didn’t care about his trust fund. He had never met anyone else like that. He had wanted to sleep with her with only the first criteria. The second was a f**king bonus.

Ramsey located her friend much more quickly than she would have been capable of alone. His height gave him a distinct advantage.

“Chyna, time to go,” she commanded, peeling her friend, Chyna, off of some guy she had locked lips with. Whoever he was didn’t look too pleased, but after seeing Ramsey, he quickly backed off and vacated the premises.

“Alexa,” she shrieked, “the love of my life!”

Alexa giggled as Chyna tackled her, forcing them both back into his hard chest. He could appreciate this. The friend was pretty f**king gorgeous. She was probably a model though and self-absorbed. Now that he had what he was looking for, he had no interest in the other. A threesome would have been icing on the cake, but he kind of wanted this Alexa to himself. And she probably wouldn’t be up for it. They looked too close.

“Oh, excuse us,” Chyna trilled, batting her long lustrous eyelashes.

He nearly rolled his eyes. This was what he had been expecting. “It’s not a problem. I was just helping, Alexa, find you,” he said, smiling politely at Chyna.

“Ohhhh,” she said. Her eyes moved from Alexa back to him. “Well, thank you for that. She’s hardly ever able to find me on her own.”

“So, she told me,” he said dryly, glancing back over at Alexa. Really. Time to ditch this chick. She wouldn’t have even noticed if they had already left. What was the hold up?

“It is time for me to go,” Chyna said faking a yawn. Yes, go! “I guess I should check out. I’m sure you can find your own way home, right chica?”

Alexa glared at her friend, and Ramsey wondered why. They were going home together. It was time to leave.

“Can you excuse us for a minute?” Alexa asked him.

As he nodded reluctantly, she yanked Chyna out of earshot from him. God, he hoped she was telling her to get the f**k out and quickly. His place at the Plaza was calling his name, and he was pretty much ready to f**k her in every room in his suite. Maybe multiple times in one room. After all he had the bed and the floor in the bedroom, there were two chairs in the den, a shower and bath…

He wasn’t sure how long their conversation lasted as he envisioned what he had planned for her, but they soon returned. Alexa looked sheepish. What was that about?

“Sorry, we have to get out of here,” she said as she turned toward him.

“We?” he asked incredulously. She pointed between her and Chyna, and his face transformed at the realization that she was going to leave without him.

Fuck! She had to be joking! He had put in all the effort. He had done all the right things. Okay, so maybe wanting to f**k her because she looked like Parker wasn’t exactly the right thing, but she had been after him anyway. It wasn’t like she was all sweet and innocent. And now she was going to leave him hanging? What the f**k!

“Sorry. I know you have that meeting,” she added quickly. He knew she was lying. She didn’t care about his meeting and neither had he. “Maybe we can meet up some other time.”

“I’m leaving the city tomorrow,” he told her, trying to keep the sexual frustration out of his voice.

He couldn’t push her. She was pretty set even if she did look sorry. He didn’t need her regret. He needed her in his hotel room. He responded warmly anyway, “But maybe I could get your number and the next time I’m in town we can meet up.”

Chyna grumbled something in her ear, but she swatted her away. She clearly didn’t want to hear a voice of reason. “Sure. Here’s my number,” she told him.

She quickly punched her digits into his Blackberry and then dragged Chyna to the door. He watched her walk out of the club in a state of shock.

How did he keep letting Parker just walk out of his life without a fight?

CHAPTER 5

STARVING

Ramsey had to remind himself that whoever that girl was, that Alexa, she wasn’t Parker. She just happened to look like her. And he had been about to use her. Man, he was f**ked up.