A Taste Of Desire. Chloe Blake
bottle of water and a Red Bull in one hand. “And I have these.”
“You really are a lifesaver.” She reached for the water and he slid it across the table. She twisted off the cap and drank deeply.
“You need to save some of that.”
She stopped and pulled the bottle from her lips. “Why?”
“We may be here a while.”
“How long is a while?”
He strode to the stairway door and pulled it open. Magnus, thinking his master was leaving, sauntered to his side. The rain was a roar, and the humidity was palpable. Destin closed the door and turned toward Nicole.
“I can hear it,” she said. “It’s bad. I hope I have damage insurance on that car.”
“I hope you do, too.” He grimaced. “We may be here overnight.”
Her eyes widened. “Are you joking?” She looked around. “Where would we sleep? And I have clients tomorrow afternoon.”
His eyes changed. “That quickly?”
“Yes. That’s why I needed a tour today.” He looked shocked, or rather, devastated. “You don’t look happy.”
He blinked, then turned his back to her. His voice came out in a half whisper. “I am. Of course I am.”
She wasn’t convinced. “Destin, you can voice your concerns. The transition is always difficult for the seller.”
Destin turned and fixed a cold blue gaze on her. “I look forward to the sale, Miss Parks. The faster the better.”
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