Matt inwardly cursed the luck that made him run into Candace that afternoon as he returned to his hotel suite, where Gemima was waiting for him.
He didn't want to think about her. He didn't want to miss her, and he definitely didn't want to worry about whether or not she had seen Gemima kiss him.
Why did he keep feeling like calling her just to let her know there was nothing going on between him and Gemima? It wasn't like he was cheating on her. She had been the one who rejected him, so why did he have to feel guilty for trying to move on?
Perhaps he was going about moving on from her the wrong way. Matt mused as he opened the door and walked to the bedroom.
He paused by the doorway when he saw Gemima positioned sexily in the middle of the bed. She was dressed in a black fishnet teddy that reminded him of what Candace had been wearing the first night they met.
