“Nothing. Just an interesting piece of insight.” He unbuttoned his suit jacket and leaned back against the seat. “I have something in mind. A surprise, if you’re up for it.”

“Is this where I accuse you of kidnapping me?”

He grinned and leaned forward to press a kiss against my throat, in that hollow near my ear that I loved so much. It both turned my knees to melted butter and caught me off guard. This wasn’t technically in public, but it was the first time he’d kissed me anywhere besides his house.

Then I saw his eyes, the way they danced, and realized he was teasing me. He’d wanted to see what would happen if he did exactly what he just did.

“Two can play that game,” I told him.

“As they can most games,” he responded, ignoring my challenge. So I did the thing he’d mentioned earlier to the bottom of his ear, and he lost his smugness pretty quickly.

When we got back to our rooms, our faces flushed and our hair more than a little messy, he handed me a key to his room and told me to meet him there after I got changed. He kissed me quickly again, and I went inside to take off this infernal gown that was starting to constrict my lungs. I wondered what his surprise was and found myself rushing to see him again, leaving the dress in a purple pool on the floor and slipping on some yoga pants and a soft T-shirt. I used the bathroom quickly and brushed my teeth. Just in case.

It felt a little strange to let myself in his room, so after I did I called out, “Noah?”

“In here.” That was a sign of how massive these suites were: I had to go looking for him. He was by the bar, having a drink. He hadn’t yet changed; his jacket was off, his tie was loose, and the top three buttons of his shirt were undone.

How did this make him even sexier?

His expression softened again when I came around the corner, and I saw the way his whole body seemed to relax at catching sight of me. “Hey, you.”

That made my heart flutter. “Hi.”

“That was fast,” he commented.

What could I say? I missed you for the five minutes we were apart and wanted to see you again, so I hurried? “You said there was a surprise. I like surprises.”

“Do you want a drink?”

“No, thanks.” I hoped that wasn’t the surprise; I had alcohol in my suite, too. In fact, I was pretty sure I had everything in my suite. This hotel was not kidding around when it came to comfort.

“Do you like your room?” he asked.