Knowing You Chapter 31

Jake knew he couldn’t just sneak up on her even if he wanted to. Not in this car. But he could sort of roll up and maybe not make her run down the street?

Stephanie was halfway down the steps leading from the hotel’s double doors to the sidewalk. She slowly lifted her head and watched him ease to a stop.

He shifted the Porsche into park and sat there for a moment hiding behind the window tint.

Sure enough, she whirled around, and up the steps she flew, trying for the door.

Jake grabbed his car door handle. What was he going to have to do here to get her to listen to him? His heart beat like a rabbit’s.

But the door back into the hotel wasn’t opening. She shook it again. It wasn’t opening. It was locked. Holy shit, her door was locked.

She must’ve had the same exact thought, because she rested the top of her head against it. Then, after a long moment, she was a queen again. She straightened up. Lifted all 5’11” of herself and turned around. Hands on hips, legs planted wide. Pissed and ready to fuck a dude up.

He could do this, though. He was a punkrocker. Yes, he was.

First, he needed to get his pussy-ass out this car and face what he had coming.

He opened the door and stood with the car between them. “Hey. S’up?” He’d always been a smooth talker, after all.

Her expression was chilling. If he knew what was good, he’d be back in the Porshe…