And it had nothing to do with my new resort. No, every thought in my head was of her. My sexy fairy queen. Every sound she’d made, the smooth feel of her skin, the way her pussy had clenched on my cock. My hand curled into a fist. I couldn’t get the thoughts of her out of my head, and it was driving me insane.

I had work to focus on. I would never let myself become a man who let his dick dictate his life. I didn’t obsess over women. I didn’t think of them every waking moment and in my dreams. I enjoyed them and moved on.

That’s what I was going to do.

The tight muscles in my neck relaxed a little. Once I got to the resort, the work would dominate, and I’d forget all about pale skin and red lips.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn’t bother pulling it out. It would be my father. I really didn’t need to listen to a lecture or complaints. At the thought of the man who’d fathered me, my shoulders tightened again.

Beside me, Piper was tapping on her tablet. She had been the entire trip. She was the only person I’d met who worked more than I did.

Across from me sat Caden Castro. The former Special Forces soldier was in charge of security for all the Langston Hotels. Whenever we made a new acquisition, he came in to assess the security, install new security systems, and recruit new people.

The word to describe him was dark. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark stubble, bronze skin, and a dark look. The man rarely smiled and always looked like he was assessing where the next attack would come from. He also looked ready to deal with it. His suit didn’t hide the coiled strength of his body. I’d once seen him take down a man much taller and broader than him with one vicious kick.

“There she is,” Piper said.

I looked out the window again and saw the Windward Mountain Resort. Instead of noting again that it was an excellent location, I wondered if my fairy queen was there.

My mouth flattened and I forced any thoughts of her away.

“It’s old,” Piper said. “We need to do a full analysis on a knockdown and rebuild.”

It took time and a lot of capital to do a full rebuild. We’d lose experienced staff and guests. But on the other hand, we’d get a brand-new resort.

“It’s got good bones,” Caden murmured. “Suits the mountains.”

He was right. “I agree.”

Piper made a sound. “If we do renovations, that means compromises, retrofitting new technology, and we’re still left with small rooms. It’s messy.”