Brenda Harlen - The Daddy Wish

“That’s definitely wishful thinking,” he told her. “But as long as the storm has passed, we’ll get home tomorrow.”

She nodded and followed him to the elevator.

“Ever checked into a hotel without a suitcase before?” he asked her.

“No,” she said, just a little primly.

He waggled his eyebrows. “Does it make you feel like you’re on your way to an illicit rendezvous?”

“No,” she said again, because that was something she definitely did not want to be thinking about. “I don’t do things like that.”

“Never?”

“Never.”

He flashed that tingle-inducing smile. “Too bad.”

When the elevator opened up on the main level of the hotel, he went directly to the check-in desk and spoke to the woman behind the counter. The name on her tag was Sheila, and she smiled warmly at Nate.

Part of the customer service or proof of the effect that he had on all females? And why should she care? He could flirt with the desk clerk and every other female in a ten-block radius, if he wanted—and he probably did. She just wanted to get to her room to make a phone call.

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