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Travis straightened from the wall and stalked toward me. The way his eyes roamed over my body reminded me of the night we met. I knew I would be powerless against any advance he made.

“I told you, that night was one and done.”

“You did,” he agreed.

He placed his hands on my shoulders and slid them down to my wrists, pulling my hands up to rest on his chest.

“Travis.” My eyes closed, wanting to avoid the look of hunger in his eyes. A look that wasn’t there until he was standing inches from my body. Almost as though he could turn it off and on at will.

No one was that good. An Oscar-winning actor wasn’t even that good at schooling their emotions.

“I am not sleeping with you,” I said, refusing to open my eyes.

“You are sleeping with me. We just ain’t having sex.”

My eyes flew open and immediately narrowed at the arrogant son of a bitch.

“You don’t want to have sex with me?”

Travis threw his head back and laughed. I tried to pull my hands from his chest, and he only held me tighter.

“Princess, I want to bury my cock so far into your pussy it’ll take days to find it. But tonight, you need sleep.” He pulled the blankets down and continued, “Last night, you didn’t want to sleep alone because Dani was in her crib. How much harder is it going to be when she isn’t in the same room?”

My shoulders sagged at his words, and my eyes watered. He was right. This would be the first night in almost three months that Dani wasn’t with me. She was with her dads.

“I am not sleeping in this bed. Who knows what’s on those sheets,” I said, crossing my arms again.

I refused to admit out loud that I didn’t want to sleep alone. Apparently, I didn’t need to. Travis knew what I needed without me having to ask. Without me even realizing it myself.

I hadn’t given it any thought when we left the room that Danny and Dante would now share with their little girl. But now that he brought it up, I had to admit to myself that having his arms around me while I slept would help.

“One.” He held up a finger in front of my face. “Amber changed the sheets this morning.”

“Why is Amber—”

Placing a second finger up with his first, he held them against my mouth.

“Two, I haven’t had a woman in here in months.” Then he winked.

That goddamn wink hit me every freaking time. But he didn’t say he hadn’t slept with a woman in months. Only that he hadn’t done it in here.

Can you really hold that against him?

My inner voice could really be a bitch at times. The truth was, the only reason I hadn’t slept with anyone was because I had Dani. I hadn’t been out to a bar since Dante left.

“A few of us guys pay Amber and the other girls to clean our rooms for us. Once a week she comes in and strips the bed, does our laundry and vacuums.”

“Why don’t you do it yourself?”

“’Cause I don’t fucking want to. We pay them good money for it. They appreciate the income, and we appreciate not having to waste our time cleaning.”

“What if you get married one day and your wife doesn’t want to clean? You plan to have the club girls you’ve slept with cleaning her house?”

“I haven’t slept with Amber. Ever.” He turned away and grabbed my duffle from the floor where he dropped it. “And if my princess doesn’t want to clean, then I’ll hire a fucking maid.” He set my bag on his bed. “Now, here’s your bag. As much as I loved you asking me to hold you last night, we ain’t going to bed in our fucking clothes. I would prefer you naked, but I know you’ll only cuss me out. So go put something on.”

Grabbing my bag, I walked toward the bathroom. Before I closed the door, Travis informed me with a grin, “Normally I sleep naked, but I will leave my boxers on for you.”

Shaking my head, I closed the bathroom door and dug through my bag. Pulling the T-shirt out, I held it in my hand. Looking from the shirt to the bathroom door, I considered my options.