Chapter 2

His voice deepened, even as his gaze latched onto her mouth. His touch was warm and strong, and her body hummed with awareness and more. How easy it would be to lift her hands and wrap them around his neck, just hold on and take whatever he was willing to give.

Because she wanted very much to have dinner with him—dinner that would of course lead to dessert—she shook her head. “Rules,” she whispered.

“Damn the rules,” he bit out, his voice harsher than she’d ever heard. He snagged her by the wrist and led her back into the resort through a locked side door. His grip was firm, his stride almost angry.

Surprised by the sudden change in his demeanor, she followed him through the maze of corridors, down a flight of steps into the bowels of the resort where there were maintenance rooms, storage rooms, offices for housekeeping along with the laundry facilities, and closets that held cleaning supplies. “Ash—Tom, where are we going?”

He didn’t answer. He whipped out h