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“What?”

“Navy Sailor,” he pointed out, waiting for her to get it He took her eye roll as understanding, then continued “What d’ya need? I’ll take care of it for you”

It was the least he could do, considering the varied sexual fantasies he was having about her

“Privacy, for one”

“You want the bedroo he’d popped for a bigger suite One that had a bedroo lock

“Why don’t you hang out in the hallway? Isn’t that what bodyguards do? Stand with their back to the door and glower at passersby?”

Dominic ruefully shook his head Da was okay, he decided It was the lusting part that was off-limits

“The bedroo he’d better ht, he went to the closet, grabbed the spare pillow and blanket and tossed them on the couch

“You’re too tall to sleep comfortably on that,” she pointed out He noted that she didn’t offer up the bed Just as well, since he didn’t kno strong his resistance would be if she did

“No worries,” he said with a shrug “It pulls out into a bed”

“Those are always miserably uncomfortable,” she said with a smile that said she didn’t care if he slept on a bed of nails He didn’t bother telling her that a lumpy pullout, or a bed of nails, would be less unco less than thirty feet from her

He remembered that tiny scrap of silk knifed to her wall, then slanted a glance at her duffel He hoped like hell she didn’t haveher in one was going to cost him hours of sleep

“I need internet,” she said, grabbing her duffel and heading for the bedroo it to the room”

“No email,” he warned automatically

“I can conceal my location if I need to” She shot him a look over her shoulder