He swallowed back his nerves, inhaled, and stepped deeper into the living area. If his date was here, he was probably in another part of the suite. The waving red lines of the story-high Coca-Cola ad mesmerized him, but only momentarily as he fought to keep his bearings. 1Night Stand appropriated them with a lavish suite with wide panel windows revealing Times Square in its explosive, mega-watt glory. “Room” hardly described his quarters for the night. The ideas ballooned like fantastic movie plots, not unlike the one that would make Paul a household name.Īt Room 2401, his hand trembled and it took three tries to get the green light. He shook away the ridiculous notion as the elevator floor vibrated. Maybe some billionaire in disguise arranged this, like a super-rich parent he met at an open house who misinterpreted a handshake as a come-on. The fleeting idea that Paul Merrill was somewhere else in Manhattan right now set a chill in his heart. Will he answer Madame Eve’s call? Excerpt Kellam isn’t one to date fellow faculty or alumni. While the awards and fame are nice, he wants to share his success-and his body-with the man who inspired him. Barry Kellam receives a mysterious invitation from 1Night Stand and can’t imagine who would arrange a night of sexual passion with him…except perhaps a former student who’s gone on to greater things.
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