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that happen. I’d spent the flight thinking about what I wanted and had barely slept last night. Was I ready for a relationship? Could I make something out of the chemistry Ashlyn and I had? Was I willing to put the effort into what it would take to have a relationship with Ashlyn? I hadn’t had a serious relationship since I’d become famous.
    Pacing back and forth in the suite I shared with Zeck, I glanced at the clock for the millionth time. It was early morning, and in a couple of hours Ashlyn would be saying her goodbyes and moving to a different hotel and starting her vacation alone. 
    “Just do it. Stop overthinking it. I swear I can hear you bloody pacing and thinking from the other room. I can’t sleep with you being all moody and unsure. ” Zeck patted me on the back, then grabbed my phone from the charger and handed it to me. “I have known you for a long time, and I’ve never seen you like this over a woman. Call her. Organize what you two want to do, and do it now because I need my beauty sleep, bro.” He slapped me on the butt as he left, and I didn’t bother responding because I was busy on my phone.
     

Chapter Three
     
    Ashlyn
    A bellhop had come and gotten my luggage. Sarah and I had just arrived down in the lobby of The Ritz-Carlton in New Orleans, where we stayed last night. It was a luxury hotel and way out of my budget just to stay on my own. 
    Going to the reception, I went up and handed back my key for the room I’d had with Sarah. “Miss Dobbs, your things have been moved to room 1002, one of our Vieux Carre Suites.”
    “I’m sorry, did you just say my things have been moved to another room?”
    The man nodded. “Yes. Mr. Blake had them moved.”
    “He what?”
    The guy took a step back at my yell.
    Sarah pulled on my arm, and I turned to her. “Ashlyn, get the key and go see him. Please.” She wouldn’t meet my eyes.
    “What have you done, Sarah?”
    “I just helped. Please get the card and go up to the room.”
    Snatching my arm out of her hold, I glared at her before turning back to the guy at reception. “Sorry about yelling. Can I please have the key?”
    He handed over the key card. Without saying anything to Sarah I marched to the elevator, punched the button to go up, and one of the elevators opened. I got on, scanned my card and pressed floor ten.
    Furious, I couldn’t wait to talk to Dillon. How dare he move my things without talking to me, and what the hell had Sarah done? The elevator pinged, and I walked out of it and to room 1002.
    My keycard unlocked the room, and I entered. The suite was nice with lavish furnishings, but I wasn’t getting attached. I was leaving and going exploring on my own. I found Dillon sitting on a sofa waiting in the lounge room. He stood up as soon as I stormed in.
    “What the hell, Dillon? Why did you move my luggage here? I have to leave and check into my own hotel.”
    He didn’t seem fazed by my yelling. He even smiled as he got up and came to me, gathering me against him. “No, you don’t. Your reservation at the other hotel has been cancelled. Sarah and I got half your money back, but couldn’t get it all as it was late notice.”
    I wanted to throttle him, but I settled for a hit to his chest. “You idiot. Why did you do that?”
    “I don’t want you to go. I want you to spend your vacation with me. I want us to make this relationship work.”
    I pushed at his chest and took a step back. “What? What relationship?”
    “Our chemistry together has only been getting stronger. I’ve never had this with another woman. We have a connection, and it’s not just sexual. I know you feel the same.”
    “You want me to spend my vacation with you?”
    “Yes. I want you with me.”
    I couldn’t deny what he was saying, and I wanted more time with him, but could I give up what I had organized for my vacation and follow him around? Even if I did, he had no right to organize my life without talking to me first. Before I could