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her, I turned and walked the rest of the way through the kitchen before entering the garage. Hustling to the passenger door of my black Cadillac STS, I hold the door open for Tessa to get into the car, enjoying her fresh scent and the feel of her as she brushed ever so gently against me before sliding into her seat.
    Just the hint of a touch from her and I was so hard that I could steer the car with my dick. How did she do that? I'd be annoyed if I didn't know that for sure that she wasn't trying to get me to fuck her. If anything, I got the impression she was reticent to explore our chemistry.
    In the last decade I’d never had to work at bedding the women I wanted. Whether because they were groupies, or because they were attracted to my money, seduction had been effortless. I’d actually worked harder to get rid of women than I ever did to attract them. Tessa wasn't all over me, and I just knew she wouldn't be throwing herself at me.
    Walking around the car, I realized that I was whistling. Something about Tessa made me feel really light. With a mile wide smile on my face, I opened the door and slid into the driver's seat. It was nice, being in the car alone with Tess. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, something I'd never experienced with a woman. Not even close. When I pulled into the front drive of the Mondrian, I was reluctant to let her go. It wasn’t a purely sexual thing either. As badly as I wanted to slide into her, I wanted to spend time with her just as much, if not more. Getting out, I briskly walked around the car to open her door for her.
    Once she was out, I threw my key at the valet and took the receipt for it. Tessa smiled at me tentatively, a little worry showing on her face showing for the first time all night. "You don't have to see me up Flynn."
    After taking her arm, I walked into the hotel with her. "Rumors to the contrary, I'm a gentleman Miss Hamilton, and I'm going to see you to the door."
    Her breathless little laugh was my only answer, and I relaxed. She wasn't going to push me away, and that made me feel really good. I followed her lead as she walked us through the lobby to the elevators. Just like in the car, it was just the two of us in the elevator. It was unusual to spend significant time alone not having sex with someone I was interested in. Everything about Tessa was unique and interesting to me, and it was a whole new experience. I liked it.
    We got to her suite too quickly, and I was less than happy to have the night come to a close. The wheels in my brain turned quickly, and I smiled at her. "Tess, would you have dinner with me two nights from now?"
    My heart almost stopped when I saw the look on her face. She wasn’t sure! What the fuck? I knew she wasn't one night stand material, but I hadn't read her as not being interested. Shit, did she have a boyfriend after all?
    Licking her lips, Tessa considered me for a moment before turning and sliding her keycard and opening the door to her suite. "Come in Flynn. We should talk."
    Damn. I'd been relationship free for over ten years, but I knew enough to realize that "we should talk" was NOT a good sign. She flicked on the lights as we walked into the sitting area and I took a seat on the couch. I enjoyed watching the graceful way that she carried herself, absolute beauty in motion.
    After sitting tentatively next to me she was silent for a minute before blurting out, "This is really embarrassing, but I feel like I need to give you an explanation. I'm a huge fan of the band Flynn. Worse than that, you've always been my favorite. When I was younger, the walls in my bedroom were covered with pictures of you, and only you, Flynn. It was never the other guys in the band. I spent a ridiculous amount of time fantasizing about you. I learned what getting turned on meant when I looked at you. The first time I had an orgasm, I was staring at a picture of you. So you see why this would be a horrible mistake.”
    I tried to follow her logic, but I