Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
“Not really.”
“It’s all way too garish for me, and far too … fake.”
She chuckled. “I should have known you’d see past the lies. The man that gets one with nature and all that.”
“Yep, and one day you’re going to see it.”
“I can’t wait.”
And she couldn’t. The thought of being alone with him, away from cell phones and threats, actually filled her with joy.
“I know this isn’t a social call,” she said. She saw his reflection in the mirror. They’d packed and landed within the same day. She was sure she still had soil beneath her nails, he’d wanted to be gone that quickly.
“It’s not. This is business, but once I take care of business, then we can go and have some fun.”
“I don’t want to be alone in this room,” she said.
“It’s safe for you to be here. Once I’m done, we’ll go to dinner and then go dancing. How does that sound?”
It sounded a little boring and lonely. She didn’t tell him that, but simply smiled. “You’re killing someone, aren’t you?”
“I’m taking care of business.” He kissed her neck, and she turned as he left the room.
She’d noticed over the months that whenever he had to kill someone, he always withdrew from her. It was like he had to close everything else off from what he was doing or he couldn’t focus.
Staring out at the night sky aglow with all the sights, she frowned. This was not a romantic place.
Stepping away from the window, she was determined to get out of the room. When she opened the door, she found a guard posted there.
He wouldn’t let her pass, holding up a hand to stop her, but he didn’t actually touch her.
“What the hell are you doing?” she asked.
“Caleb said you’re to stay in the room. I’m simply following orders.”
“Wow, really?”
“Yes. Please, I don’t want any trouble. Your protection means a great deal to him.”
“Can you touch me?” she asked. “Make me stay?”
The guard looked uncomfortable. She imagined Caleb had told him to keep her in the room but not to lay a hand on her. It was really sweet how much Caleb wanted to protect her.
There was no way she was staying in the room on her own with her thoughts running riot. Not happening. “There’s a casino and a bar downstairs, right? They’re part of the hotel?”
“Yes.”
She brought her knee up, taking him completely off guard. Grabbing his gun, she removed the safety and pointed it at him. Being around her father, she had learned how to protect herself. He didn’t always have a lot of good friends, but he had some that found it funny to show a young girl how to hold a gun. Faith didn’t like to remember how they taught her to shoot, and watch as her hands shook, but she always did as she was told. This guard wouldn’t touch her, and he also couldn’t hurt her.
“I really don’t want to hurt you, and if you hurt me, you know Caleb’s going to have an issue. Why don’t we pretend this didn’t happen? You can call Caleb in a couple of minutes and tell him what I did, and that he can meet me at the bar.” She forced a smile to her lips and stepped back. “I’ll also tell him that I did this on purpose, and I’ve got no problem with you following me downstairs to keep an eye on me.”
She stepped back and pressed the elevator button. The doors opened and she stepped inside, thankful no one was on the damn thing. When the doors closed, she put the gun away, placing the safety back on before tucking it away in her jeans.
Her heart was pounding as excitement rushed through her. Caleb would be pissed, but she’d make sure the guard didn’t lose his job.
There was no way she’d spend her life waiting around for Caleb. She wanted to be with him and share his life, but she wouldn’t be put away until he decided to play. She had no intention of going around the whole of Vegas.
Staying in the hotel wasn’t a problem to her.
The elevator doors opened, and she stepped out.
There was a mass of activity, and she couldn’t help but smile.
Of course, she didn’t agree with gambling, and as she walked around the main casino, she wasn’t all that impressed with what she saw. There were people winning, which was nice to see, but across the room she’d find someone who clearly wasn’t winning, and was down on their luck.
This was the problem she had with gambling. Too much risk. Sure, it was all down to probability of winning. A fifty-fifty chance, but that was too much chance of her going without rent or food. She liked being able to sleep in a warm bed at night.
After a few minutes of watching people, she grew bored.