obvious.
Shoving the shorts and cami-top to the bottom of the bag, she made a soft sound of frustration. “I can’t believe this.”
“What is it?” Max asked.
She gave him a sheepish look. “I…um…” She glanced down at her suitcase, then back at him. “This is so embarrassing. I usually sleep naked, so I didn’t bring anything to wear to bed, and now that we’re sharing a room…” She let her voice trail off as she glanced down at her suitcase again. “I suppose I could just sleep in my clothes.”
Max regarded her for a moment, then walked over and pulled a shirt from his suitcase. He held it out to her. “Here. You can borrow this.”
Sydney reached out to take the shirt from him. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
His mouth curved. “I don’t mind.”
Giving him a smile, she turned and went into the bathroom. She closed the door and leaned against it, Max’s shirt in her hands and a silly grin on her face. She lifted it to her face, inhaling deeply. Mmmm, she could smell him all over it.
Hanging the shirt on the back of the door, she undressed, then hopped in the tub for a quick shower. After drying off, she put on fresh panties, but opted to go without her bra. She slipped into Max’s shirt, studying her reflection in the mirror as she did up the buttons. The shirt hung down to mid-thigh, and with only a few of the buttons done up, it revealed not only lots of leg, but her cleavage as well.
Sydney had intentionally left her toothbrush and other toiletries in her suitcase so she’d have to make multiple trips back and forth to get what she needed. She wanted to give Max every opportunity to check her out. Running her fingers through her hair, she took a deep breath, then opened the bathroom door.
Max was paging through the same magazine he’d been looking at earlier. He glanced up when she came out, only do a double take at the sight of her. He’d already changed clothes, and was now wearing pajama bottoms and a T-shirt. Damn, the man looked gorgeous in whatever he put on.
He regarded her in silence, taking in the man’s shirt, his gaze lingering on her bare legs. Sydney smiled.
“I just came out to get my toothbrush.”
Bending over at the waist, Sydney gave him a good view of her cleavage as she rummaged through her suitcase. She glanced up at him from beneath her lashes to find his gaze fixed on her breasts and a slight bulge in his pajama bottoms. Coming up with her toothbrush and toothpaste, she gave him another smile before sauntering back into the bathroom.
* * *
Max stifled a groan as Sydney disappeared. He’d been totally stunned when she’d dropped that bombshell about sleeping in the nude. The mere thought of her sleeping naked beside him was enough to get him aroused. He’d come completely unglued if she actually did it. And when she’d come out wearing his shirt with half the buttons undone? His cock got so hard it was almost painful. He couldn’t believe anyone could look that good in just a plain, ol’ button-up shirt. It hadn’t hurt that she’d bent over to give him a spectacular view of her amazing cleavage. There were a few times he thought he might actually get a peek at her nipples, but he hadn’t been that lucky.
When they’d first checked into the hotel, he’d wondered if Sydney’d had anything to do with the mix-up with the rooms, but after that little performance of hers, he was sure of it. And now that she was prancing around half naked, he was pretty sure she’d lifted her skirt and bent over his desk the other day because she’d liked getting her ass warmed.
But if spanking Sydney was unprofessional, that paled to having sex with her. She worked for him, for crying out loud.
The bathroom door opened again, intruding on his thoughts. Max pretended to read, but when Sydney turned her back to him and bent over to rummage around in her suitcase again, he couldn’t help but