Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(94)

He’d have to ask the receptionist for the first aid gear when they reach the hotel. But five minutes later, when they reached their destination, Hunter didn’t know if he would be brave enough to venture to the front desk at all.

Oh shit! “Silverton Hotel?” Did Clarice give out the wrong directions? Who was Clarice planning on seeing at his family’s hotel?

“Thanks for the ride,” Clarice said swiftly, then opened the door and proceeded to walk herself into the hotel.

Hunter suddenly snapped out of his thoughts, jumping from the car, leaving the keys in the ignition for the valet. “Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, grabbing her hand just in time. He was so perplexed at the moment that he really needed answers.

“Didn’t I just tell you that I have an appointment?” Clarice said, shaking his hands loose. Then she started hobbling slowly to the large entrance.

“You are not going anywhere in your condition,” Hunter said as he swiftly scooped her into his arms again.

“Hunter, put me down. I’m embarrassed,” Clarice said, her eyes nervously scanning all the people milling about in the foyer.

“If you’re embarrassed, then just snuggle your head into my neck. That way no one can see you.”

“Just… just put me down. Please…” she begged. She wasn’t feeling too well. Maybe she should have postponed the meeting. But she thought it would be fine. And then when Red started acting up and she had to walk in her blasted high heels, she couldn’t shake the exhausted feeling. And now, just being carried within Hunter’s arms really did her in. She wasn’t comfortable at all and just wanted to faint.

“Say one more word and I’ll kiss you. Not a peck on the cheek, but the mouthwatering kind.” Hunter blackmailed her. “You choose, Avocado.”

“You. Urgh,” Clarice groaned softly, clearly out of energy, and then snuggled her face in the hollow of Hunter’s neck and closed her eyes.

Hunter grinned like the Cheshire Cat.

“Which floor?” he asked just to stop himself from grinning like an idiot.

“Third,” Clarice said quietly, her eyes still closed.

This must be his lucky day, getting to carry Clarice three times. And he’d even get to carry her up to the third floor. But that thought soon evaporated like hot air when not a few meters from him, coming out of the elevator, were three people who were sure to ruin his day if they were to spot him carrying a woman in his arms.

From this distance, Hunter could see they were in some sort of argument. So being the smart and mischievous Hunter he was, he took this opportunity to make his escape before they could see him.

“Are we there yet?” Clarice asked when he was about to make his move.

Like dogs on the hunt, the three looked up, their eyes already locked on him.

“Hunter!” they all said in unison.

“Oh shit!” he muttered under his breath. Here comes trouble.





CHAPTER 22





One long hallway, just like a runway. Two beautiful, life-sized supermodels. What would happen when both hot models had to share the same catwalk at the same time? A competition, of course.

And that was what happened when Fern stalked her runway, the hallway of the hotel, walking elegantly towards Anton’s office. There she spotted another beautiful species, those long legs glamorously nibbling away at the distance.

They glared at each other, two female hyenas protecting their own territory, then swiftly turned their heads the other way, as if finding the other was of no importance. Thus, they briskly walked towards their destination again, not forgetting to glide as they went.