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that.”
    “Well, I did.” She sighed. “I do .”
    He held up his index finger. “Let me make
this abundantly clear. There is no way in hell you could ever
disappoint me to where I wouldn’t want you.” He drew closer to
her—his fiery breath singed the sensitive skin on her earlobe. “I
get hard just looking at you.”
    Emma’s cheeks flushed at his words. “I can’t
believe you just said that!”
    Aidan grinned. “It’s the truth. The moment I
saw you tonight I wanted to sweep you upstairs.” Taking her hand,
he ducked it under the tablecloth and brought it to his lap. “See
what you do to me?”
    Emma’s mouth ran dry at his words, and the
fact he was already at half-mast just like Casey had wanted. She
ran her tongue over her lips. The way he was staring at her made
her body tingle from head to toe, especially between her legs. God,
he was so sexy—a little too sexy for her liking. If he was able to
get her so hot and bothered just sitting at the table, she couldn’t
imagine what it would be like in bed with him. In that moment, her
anticipation won out over her nerves. “I think I’m ready to go
upstairs if you are.”
    Aidan’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Even
without dinner?”
    She bobbed her head.
    “Let me guess. You’re afraid you’ll lose your
nerve?” he asked.
    With the ridiculous amount of alcohol pumping
through her system, she gave him a sultry smile. “No, I’m just
ready for you to fuck me.” The moment the words escaped her lips,
she gasped and ducked her head. “Oh my God, did I actually just say
that?”
    “You keep talking dirty, and I won’t be able
to walk upstairs without giving away my condition to the whole
room.” He quickly signaled the waiter for the check.
    Once he had paid, Emma shot out of her chair,
sending the room spinning around her. “Oh shit, I’m dizzy.”
    Aidan grabbed her shoulders to steady her.
“Are you going to be able to walk?”
    “I think so. But whether or not I ever drink
again is debatable.”
    He chuckled as he wrapped his arm around her
waist and led her out of the restaurant. Emma leaned her head
against his chest, enjoying the woodsy smell of his cologne. When
he started for the elevators, she glanced up and asked, “Don’t we
need to check-in?”
    He fished the room key out of his jacket
pocket and waved it at her. “All taken care of.”
    “Aren’t you just the man with the plan,” she
replied, and then giggled like it was the funniest thing she had
ever said. When Aidan glanced down at her in amusement, she shook
her head. “Seriously, never, ever drinking again.”
    “Nah, you’re pretty cute when you’re tipsy,”
he said, punching the elevator button.
    The doors opened, and they stepped inside.
The car’s jolt upward made Emma’s legs feel rubbery, and she clung
to Aidan tighter. The elevator dinged when they reached their
floor. “After you,” Aidan insisted when the doors opened.
    “Thank you.” But when she stepped out, she
turned right and then left, unsure of which way to go.
    “This way,” Aidan instructed, taking her by
the arm.
    When they reached their room, Emma’s gaze
caught the brass nameplate on the door, and she grabbed Aidan’s
suit sleeve. “What are we doing here? This is a Honeymoon
suite.”
    “Yes, I realized that when I booked it. I was
told it happens to be one of the nicest ones they have.” He
grinned. “Besides, I thought you might be more comfortable doing
what we have to do if it looked like we were married.”
    She blinked in disbelief. “That’s so sweet.
You’ve thought of everything, didn’t you?”
    “Anything to make you more comfortable.”
    Her heart fluttered at his words. “Thank
you.”
    Aidan unlocked the door. “After you.”

CHAPTER SIX
    Emma walked into the suite and gasped. A
trail of intertwining pink and red rose petals led the way from the
living room into the bedroom. On the coffee table, a bottle of
champagne chilled in a silver bucket next to