Bachelor Unleashed - Brenda Jackson [25]
Now he was back, not in her life on a routine basis but just for the period of time she would be here in New York. When they returned to Charlotte, things would go back to normal, with him having his life and her having hers. Their paths would rarely cross, and on those occasions when they might run into each other, she was satisfied they’d know they could never become lovers again.
Sharing a kiss wasn’t so bad, and the way he’d given attention to her breasts wasn’t a sin and a shame either. But she couldn’t share a bed with him. That would be her ultimate downfall. If he ever went inside her body again she would be tempted to never, ever let him out. She could possibly get hooked back on what it had taken six months to wean herself from.
Could she handle his presence, his closeness and his heat without temptation pushing her on her back with him on top of her? She nibbled on her bottom lip while thinking, yes, she would handle it, even if it almost killed her. All she would have to do was close her eyes and see Dustin’s face to remember why such a thing was necessary. “Farrah?”
She drew in a deep breath. “Yes, I’d love to go see Hair with you. What time does the show begin?”
“Eight. I’ll be there to pick you up around seven if that’s okay with you.”
“That’s fine. I’ll be waiting for you in the lobby.”
She hung up the phone knowing she needed to build up her resolve that no matter what, she would not be sharing a bed with Xavier while she was in New York.
Chapter 6
“Circle around the block a few times, Jules. I should be back out in a few minutes.”
“Yes, Mr. Kane.”
Xavier tightened the coat around him as he made his way toward the hotel’s entrance. He was early, intentionally so, and that meant Farrah would not be in the lobby waiting on him, ready to go. He would let her know he’d arrived and ask if he could come up to her hotel room.
He was a man who usually didn’t like playing games; however, under these circumstances, he wasn’t averse to having a game plan. He couldn’t help but smile when he thought of all the things Cameron had done to win Vanessa over. For Xavier, it wasn’t that kind of party, definitely not one that serious. All he wanted was his bed partner back, not a woman to make his wife. So he wouldn’t go to the extremes as Cam had done.
However, he knew the key to winning a woman over was to discover her weakness and use it against her. He had no problem doing that if it meant getting his libido back on track. He needed to use the same tactic Farrah had mentioned she’d used on the two women with whom she was holding mediation sessions. He would force Farrah to remember what they once had and why it was way too good to give up.
He glanced around the lobby before pulling out his cell phone. He swiped his finger across Farrah’s name that was already programmed in his iPhone. She picked up immediately. “Yes?”
“I arrived a little early. If you’re not ready I can come up and wait.”
“No need. I’m ready.”
He was surprised. “You are?”
“Yes,” she said, and he could swear he heard a smile in her voice. “For some reason I figured you might be early.”
He lifted a brow. “Did you?”
“Yes.”
He didn’t like the sound of that. Was she on to him and his game plan? Hell, he hoped not. “Well, I’m here.”
“And I’ll be right down, Xavier.”
She clicked off the phone, and Xavier was about to return the phone to his pocket when it rang. He hoped it was Farrah saying she’d changed her mind, and he could come up to her room anyway. Instead, it was York.
“Yes, Y?”
“What are you doing tonight? How about coming over for a beer and to shoot some pool?”
York, a former officer for the NYPD who now owned his own security firm in Queens, loved to play pool and was pretty damn good at it. There was a time he used to participate in tournaments around the country.
“Sorry, I have a date.”
He could hear York’s chuckle. “Hell, you don’t go out on dates, X. All you do is make booty calls. That’s been your M.O. for years.”
Xavier frowned. Had it? Come to think of it, yes, it had been. After Dionne,