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“Not now.”

She frowned at me. “What’s wrong?”

“Ambrose Langston is on his way.”

She gasped. “For how long?”

“Let’s hope it’s only for a few hours.”

Allie stepped into the corridor, studying a tablet. She was no doubt assessing what guest rooms still needed cleaning this morning.

“Allie?” I called out.

She turned and cocked a brow.

“I need the owner’s office cleaned out.”

The urgency in my tone made her straighten. “How long have I got?”

“Thirty minutes.”

She nodded. “On it.”

I pressed my hands together. “Thank you.” I spun. “All right, let’s get everything shipshape. I’m sure Mr. Langston won’t be here for very long.”

I just had to survive for a few hours.

Chapter6

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Even I had to admit the view from up here was amazing.

I sat in the back of the helicopter, looking out at the Rocky Mountains below. Right now, they were green, but as the fall came in, the green would give way. Soon the trees would turn various colors and lose their leaves.

I was headed back to Windward.

For the last day, all I’d thought about was Windward.

And it had nothing to do with my new resort. No, every thought in my head was ofher. My sexy fairy queen. Every sound she’d made, the smooth feel of her skin, the way her pussy had clenched on my cock. My hand curled into a fist. I couldn’t get the thoughts of her out of my head, and it was driving me insane.

I had work to focus on. I would never let myself become a man who let his dick dictate his life. I didn’t obsess over women. I didn’t think of them every waking moment and in my dreams. I enjoyed them and moved on.

That’s what I was going to do.

The tight muscles in my neck relaxed a little. Once I got to the resort, the work would dominate, and I’d forget all about pale skin and red lips.

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I didn’t bother pulling it out. It would be my father. I really didn’t need to listen to a lecture or complaints. At the thought of the man who’d fathered me, my shoulders tightened again.

Beside me, Piper was tapping on her tablet. She had been the entire trip. She was the only person I’d met who worked more than I did.

Across from me sat Caden Castro. The former Special Forces soldier was in charge of security for all the Langston Hotels. Whenever we made a new acquisition, he came in to assess the security, install new security systems, and recruit new people.

The word to describe him was dark. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark stubble, bronze skin, and a dark look. The man rarely smiled and always looked like he was assessing where the next attack would come from. He also looked ready to deal with it. His suit didn’t hide the coiled strength of his body. I’d once seen him take down a man much taller and broader than him with one vicious kick.

“There she is,” Piper said.

I looked out the window again and saw the Windward Mountain Resort. Instead of noting again that it was an excellent location, I wondered if my fairy queen was there.