Chapter Thirty Eight: Gentleman Indeed!

Trevor "We will take it," I told the receptionist, and the woman offered me a relieved smile. She handed me the suite card over the counter. "Here you go, sir." "Thanks." I twitched my eyebrows as I received the card, offering her a smile. She smiled back, casting a cautious glance at Celine. I stepped in beside Celine and planted my hand on her lower back, whispering in her ear. "There's no need to make a scene here. You know your old man is as unyielding as you are about his decision." Her body stiffened at my proximity, and I noticed the quickening of her pulse as my breath fanned her skin. I bit down on a smile. She wasn't attracted to me, indeed. "Distance," Celine gritted through clenched teeth. I obliged her demand, withdrawing my hand from her body. Her scent was heady and lovely, a sweet, sophisticated floral fragrance with notes of jasmine, orange blossom, cinnamon, and vanilla. It was almost intoxicating. The combination filled me with a yearning to drin