Sleeping with the Enemy

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ut I didn’t care. I wanted it. I had already decided it was going into one of my museums, which was really just my private collection th

that were lying on the tables. Alec followed behind me. Once I had made my selections, I lef

the hotel,” Alec

d to run us around. I was anxious to get home. I already knew Alec would be coming back to the hotel stoked about the awesome find. I was happy but not happy eno

ith me, but he insisted on his own room. I knew that was because he was hoping to have company. I didn

had been told. I supposed one of my character flaws was I didn’t give a fuck what people thought about my personality. I

omb through my jet-black hair, pulling on a plain white tee. My jeans and tees were my favorite. I always felt like I was playing dress

ell pleased. I had slowly transformed into the guy that could wear faded j

n the plush couch with my iPad in hand. I browsed through my emails, se

the door. I got up and let Alec in without bo

. They’ll be shipped a

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like a woman that is a li

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ed to start digging arou

e Me

’m looking for something interesting.

le love the idea of King Tut an

ith popular,

ers. Are you thinking Aztec? Maya

bout it. “S

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to do on our last ni

lass. “You’re

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need to

ngle, rich, and from what I under

of guy who needs to be responsible for som

be if you

arning how to be a good boyfriend. I

ss on the counter. “You know what they

do the

e makes

d and walked toward the door.

hold the jet. You’ll have

door behind him, leaving