Descent From Grace: A Luxe Novella Book 1.5

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that.” I smile nicely, but now I’m annoyed.
      “I don’t mean I’d pay for it.” He grins at me.
    I bite the corner of my lip; apparently he picked up on my actual desire.
      “I’m in a relationship, Mr. Tanaka.”
      “He’s a lucky man, Lily.” He pats my knee then looks out his window.
    When we pull up to the hotel, he catches me checking my phone again.
      “Would you like to come up for a nightcap?”
    I have no idea if I’m supposed to do this. I glance at Tony who’s looking at me in the rearview mirror, then I look back at Robert.
      “Sure.” I slide out after him.
    Glancing back at Tony, he holds up his phone, indicating for me to call when I’m done. Shit, am I supposed to be doing this?
     
    *LUXE*
    Holding her hand, he stepped onto the elevator and Lilith wanted to suggest they go to the restaurant bar, but she kept her mouth shut.
      “I don’t usually drink, Mr. Tanaka.”
  “One drink. You have a ride home.” He smiled; she leaned against the wall exhausted and drained from the boring dinner. “Where’s your boyfriend?”
  “My fiancé is probably at his house.”
  “You don’t live together?” He opened the suite door.
      “No.” She smiled, following him in. “Are you in town for a while?”
  “A few nights. I’ll probably need you again. I wasn’t sure. I wanted to try you out first.”
  “And you approve?” It was hard for her to subdue her smirk.
With a firm nod, he said, “I believe they left the restaurant envious.”
      “So now that there is no one around to impress, why exactly am I up here?” She glanced around, but kept an innocent smile on her lips.
      “To impress me,” he responded plainly.
      “Would you like me to giggle and twirl my hair? Pop my bubblegum? Get ridiculously tipsy and fight to stand?”
      “Is that how you normally act, Lily?” He began to pour them a drink.
  “Not at all, Mr. Tanaka.” Her sweet side had worn thin.
      “I didn’t think so.”
  “So then what is it you’d like me to do, Robert?” She sat in a chair, accepting a glass of wine. “I don’t think I’m supposed to be up here right now. Exactly what’d you pay for?”
  “Dinner.” His tone was matter of fact and yet, he didn’t expect her to leave.
She stood. “Then I should not be here with this drink.” Lifting the drink, she set it on the table.
    Picking up her glass, he confidently said, “But you want to be,” and held the glass out to her again. “I don’t want to have sex with you.”
  “And why not?” She raised an eyebrow.
  “I’m committed. I just want your time.”
  “I don’t have time to give, Mr. Tanaka.”
  “Is that true?” He gave her a doubtful eye and her cellphone rang.
      “Excuse me. If this is no longer paid for, I’m free to answer my calls.” Lilith looked at the illuminated picture of her and Ian on the beach in Barbados and smiled. “Hello?”
Chagrined, Ian blurted, “Where are you? Are you in his hotel room?”
  “I wasn’t sure if this was paid for,” she quietly explained.
      “It’s not. Leave.”
Pissed off, she snickered, “I don’t want to.”
  “What?” he snapped.
  “If you’d like, I’ll inform you when I leave, otherwise, I’ll speak to you tomorrow. Good night.”
  “Lily!” he scoffed.
  “You will not tell me who I will or will not spend time with,” she growled quietly.
    A few noises grunted from his throat with disapproval, but he was at a loss for words.
      “Good night, Ian.”
  “Lily,” he breathed as she hung up.
    Entering the room and picking up the wine glass, she said, “I have time for a glass.”
    Robert smiled and sat at the table while on his laptop; she sat on the couch, sipping her wine. They talked about Japan until she got her glass of wine down.
      “Now I really do have to leave.”
  “Thank you for the evening, Lily. I will contact Ian for another date.”
Standing at the door,

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