Unbridled and Unbroken by Elle Saint James Page B

hallway and pushed it to the nearest janitor’s closet.
    After he’d changed out of the maintenance uniform and exited the building, he ticked off the errands he’d run tomorrow. First he’d head to his travel agent and cement the final plans for travel to the preselected island paradise and then he’d contact his partner to set things in motion and finish this very financially lucrative project.
    Justin could almost taste the fruit and rum drinks served with festive paper umbrellas that he’d be sipping in only one short week from now. The flavor of victory was very sweet indeed and second only to early retirement and a future spent beachcombing with a beautiful woman at his side.

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    Veronica carefully put her dress back on and gathered her fuck-me shoes in one hand. Adam was still facedown in bed and fast asleep. Minutes ago, Johnny had woken her when he exited the bed. Before heading into the bathroom, he whispered, “Go back to sleep.”
    She contemplated what she might say when he returned. Glancing at Adam’s tousled hair, the more difficult problem might be what she’d say to him if he woke suddenly.
    The awkward morning after a night of wild uninhibited sex conversation was something she decided quickly she could do without. She didn’t want to ruin her memories with stilted words and vague promises.
    While she was very intrigued by this lifestyle and certainly wasn’t opposed to continuing it, she didn’t know the rules or Johnny and Adam’s intentions. What if it was similar to any other one night stand? What if they were finished? If so, she didn’t want to ruin her amazing evening memories with “how can we get rid of her” expressions first thing in the morning. Better to leave with her fabulous memories intact and soon.
    Once the shower started, Veronica carefully slipped from under the satin sheets and searched the room for her clothing. Spying her dress across the room, flung over the arm of a chair by the door during last night’s zeal for double penetration sex, she walked quietly to the chair, grabbed her dress, and slipped the hopelessly wrinkled garment over her head.
    Keeping a close watch on Adam and listening for Johnny’s shower to finish, Veronica picked up her evening bag and wondered where her panties were.
    Probably tangled in the sheets or bunched under the wayward pillows in the oversized bed. With the pillows strategically piled in the center of the bed, it looked like someone was still sleeping alongside Adam. She took a step in that direction, but then the water in the shower stopped and she decided it was worth it to lose them in favor of not having to face either of them this morning.
    Having little experience with the kind of sex-capades from the night before, facing two men rather than only one seem an insurmountable obstacle to her mood.
    Just get out.
    Veronica turned and quietly opened the door, scooting outside in a flash. The door closed on its own and she was sprinting down the hallway barefoot seconds later.
    The elevator stood open as if to help her escape and whisked her to the first floor in no time.
    She stepped outside the doors into the plush hallway and slipped her shoes back on. Handbag clutched under one arm, Veronica strolled carefully to the room where last’s night exhilarating performance had taken place. A glance at the stage and the brass pole made heat sear her face in memory.
    “Can I help you with something?” A deep voice came out of nowhere on her right and almost made her trip.
    Veronica stared as the attractive security guard from the night before appeared seemingly from the walls. She inhaled deeply and put a hand to her chest to still her heart beating like speeding helicopter blades in her chest.
    “I need a taxi,” she managed to say.
    His response was a single nod and a curt, “I’ll call one for you.”
    “Will it take long? I’m in a bit of a rush.”
    He cocked his head slightly to one side. “Ten minutes