Page 88 of Dangerous Attraction

"I'm going to get a snack," I say as I excuse myself, then walk out from behind the bar and into the kitchen.

Pulling my phone from my pocket, I bring up my text thread with Emery and start typing a message, but halfway through, I stop and frown at the screen.

I can't ask her for advice on the situation, because then she'll have questions, and I'd have to admit I'm no longer at the trailer park.

Sighing, I slide my phone back into my shorts.

I guess I'll just have to figure out whether Reeve's actually interested in me on my own.

A smirk crosses my face as a thought pops into my mind.

I think I have a plan.

After cleaning the whole place, warning the guys still in the bar not to make a mess, and then loading the dishwasher, I head to Reeve's room.

When I reach the door, I pause, shuffling from one foot to the other.

I'm unsure what to do.

Do I knock, or do I just walk in?

After thinking it over for a few moments, I choose to knock.

It's not my room, and I don't want to interrupt anything.

Within seconds, he pulls it open, frowning when he sees me.

"Why are you knocking?"

Rolling my lips together, I shrug.

"I didn't want to just walk in, in case you were busy or indecent."

A smile tugs at his lips as he steps to the side, letting me walk in.

"You can walk in any time, Red. You don't have to knock. This is your space now too." His phone chimes in his hand, and he glances down at it with furrowed brows. "I need to step out for a little bit. Are you going to be okay?"

I nod. "Yeah, just gonna shower and then get into bed."

His eyes rake over me, his tongue swiping across his lips as he does so.

"Okay," he mutters, leisurely dragging his gaze back up to mine. "I'll be back in about fifteen minutes."

He walks out and closes the door behind him. I immediately jump into action, opening my duffel bag and rifling through the clothes shoved inside.

When I find the silky black nightdress brush against my fingers, I grab a hold of it and rip it free, tucking it against my chest.

Zipping the bag back up and tossing it to the side, I rush into the bathroom and strip out of my clothes, then turn the water on.

We're obviously sleeping in the same bed again tonight, and I'm happy to have another cuddling session, which I'm hoping Reeve won't be opposed to.

Wearing the silky, tight nightdress might be going a bit far, but I want to know for sure if Reeve's experiencing any of the same feelings as I am.

Fortunately for me, and every other girl on the planet, it's usually quite easy to find out if a man is sexually attracted to you, and I plan to put it to the test tonight.

Chapter Thirty

Reeve