Those chocolate brown eyes met his. “I suppose you have a hotel room already reserved as well? Just in case?”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Colton agreed, grabbing his phone from his pocket. He stopped mid-terminal and swiped the screen to unlock it.
“You’re reserving a hotel room?” she asked, her mouth dropping open.
“You don’t have to stay with me,” Colton said with a chuckle. His eyes heated. “Not unless you want to that is. I wouldn’t turn down the company of a beautiful woman. But it sure beats sleeping on a bench in the airport, right?”
She blew out a sigh. “No, that sounds less than comfortable. Should I be reserving a room for myself, too?”
“Only if you want. As I already said, you’re more than welcome to spend the night with me.”
He swiped a few things on the screen, and a moment later he tucked his phone back into his pocket.
“Just like that?”
Colton shrugged. “Better safe the sorry. There’s supposed to be thunderstorms all afternoon and evening. My guess is that we’re here until morning.”
“Wonderful,” she muttered. “I knew I should’ve taken an earlier flight. I probably wouldn’t have been stopped by security either.”
He smirked as she started walking toward the bar across the concourse, her hips swaying back and forth as she moved. In a few long strides he was beside her again. Colton guided her to a small bar-height table, leaving her suitcase and their bags at his feet. Without asking, he reached over and wrapped his large hands around her hips, helping her up onto the barstool.
She bristled slightly at his touch, but he didn’t miss the intake of her breath as he got close to her. Or the exotic floral scent she was wearing.
Hell.
The woman was gorgeous. And as she crossed her long legs, he noticed she wasn’t wearing a dress like he first thought, but some type of shorts outfit.
“Something wrong?” she asked, looking at his confused expression.
“I thought you had on a dress,” he said, his eyes sliding back up over her body until he met her amused gaze.
“It’s a romper,” she said, pressing her lips together as she tried not to laugh.
“A what?”
“It’s the latest fashion.”
Colton blew out a breath, shaking his head in disbelief. “I can’t keep up with women sometimes.”
“You don’t like it?” she asked, crossing her legs and then smiling as his gaze landed on her bare thighs.
Hell. She was gorgeous. “I like it too much,” he said. “It hugs your curves perfectly.”
She threw her head back and laughed, that long brown hair tousling around her shoulders. “That’s the idea. It’s meant to flaunt a women’s best assets. It got your attention, no?”
Colton settled onto his own barstool, his gaze meeting hers. “It works for me. But hell, with a gorgeous body like yours, I’d imagine you’d look good in anything. Or even nothing at all,” he added suggestively.
“If I’m going to allow you to buy me a drink, don’t you think you should tell me your name?”
“Colton Ferguson,” he said, holding out a hand. Her soft, feminine hand slid into his, and he resisted the urge to tug her even closer as his fingers wrapped around hers.
“Camila,” she said.
Colton raised his eyebrows.
“Just Camila for now,” she said in her Colombian accent.
“All right, Just Camila,” he said, lightly running his thumb over her knuckles before letting her go.
“A woman can’t be too careful,” she said with a shrug. His gaze dropped to her full breasts as they rose and then fell again with her movement.
“You won’t get any complaints from me,” he assured her. “Tell me your name, don’t tell me your name. It’s all good. What can I get you?”
“I’d love a shot of Aguardiente. I doubt they have it though,” she added with a husky laugh.
“What’s that?”
“A Colombian liquor. Perfect to have a couple of shots of before you go out dancing.”
“No, I don’t think they serve that here,” he said in amusement, crossing his arms. Her red lips pursed in a hint of a smile. His cock hardened as her appreciate gaze slid over his biceps.
“Ah. Figures.” Her gaze flickered around the bar area. Tables were filling up, much as Colton predicted. A woman the next table over was speaking loudly on her cell phone trying to find a hotel room.
Camila caught his eye, raising her eyebrows.
“I told you so. Give it an hour or so and every hotel room around here will be booked.” He glanced down at his watch. “If you prefer, we could have drinks back in my hotel room where it’s a little quieter.”
“And what makes you think I’d want to accompany a man I just met to his hotel room?”
“You tell me, kitten. You’ve been eying me with interest for the past ten minutes.”
“Kitten? More like a tiger,” she said with a scowl.
Colton chuckled, his deep laughter filling the room. “More like a tiger cub,” he said, his eyes heating. “One I’d very much like to tame.”
“All right,” she said, preparing to slide off the high barstool. Colton instantly moved closer, his hands wrapping around her hips as he easily lifted her down. Her breasts brushed against his hard chest, and he resisted the urge to groan in appreciation. Unable to miss the chance to hold her close, he let his hands span her narrow waist, his fingertips just skimming over the top of her curvy ass.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, finally releasing her.
She laughed. “I already agreed to go with you to your hotel room.”
“Ah, but the night is still young.”
“Are you going to be a gentleman and carry my bags?” she asked, her gaze landing at the pile of luggage on the ground.
“Absolutely,” he said, his voice gruff. His eyes locked with hers.
“Let’s have champagne sent to the room,” she said, wrapping her arm around his forearm and cozying up next to him.
“Champagne instead of Aguardiente. I can do that,” he said with a low chuckle.
“It’s more romantic,” she said, her dark eyes darting toward his. “Drinking in a bar is different than a hotel room, no?”
Colton grabbed their bags, letting his arm wrap around her waist to pull her closer. “It certainly is. This way, kitten,” he said, guiding her toward the door. “I’d love to have a bottle of champagne with you.”
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