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    Stay With Me: Hotel D, #1
    Stay With Me: Hotel D, #1
    Stay With Me: Hotel D, #1
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    Stay With Me: Hotel D, #1

    By Nika Stone

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    Can a one night stand lead to true love?

    Relaxation isn't in my vocabulary, let alone on my radar. Busy single mom lawyers don't get that luxury. So when my sister sends me to an event she promises will change my life, I'm skeptical at best.

    Then I meet him. Theo Kearney, the gorgeous principal who turns me to jelly with just a glance. A perfect gentleman in the streets and a you-know-what in the sheets, he's everything I want — and nothing I have time for. I vow to only give him a night.

    But when one night turns into two, I'm in danger of losing my heart. Especially because he wants more than a short-lived fling.

    He wants forever.


    Stay With Me is the first book in the Hotel D series. These short, steamy romances feature mature couples who know what they want inside the bedroom and out. Each book in the series is a standalone.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHeartbound Press
    Release dateJul 21, 2022
    ISBN9798223494225
    Stay With Me: Hotel D, #1

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      Stay With Me - Nika Stone

      Aesha

      Ireally don’t belong here.

      Technically, on paper, I do. I have an invitation, courtesy of my bossy younger sister. But this hotel that I find myself in, with its marble floors and lush antique carpets and two-story tall floral arrangements, is so not my speed. This place’s energy says Relax. Enjoy the luxury. Be still.

      My energy? It’s more like Wipe the cheese doodle dust off of your shirt before you get it on the fancy hotel’s leather couch.

      In my defense, I came straight here from work, and the cheese doodles were the only dinner I could scrounge up from the depths of my desk. Longingly, I think of the sexy, sexy ribeye I should be having with my best friends and my sister Mala right now. That was the birthday celebration I wanted. But Mala talked them all into going in together for one big present, which turned out to be a ticket for this event hosted by Ria Black, lifestyle guru extraordinaire. Mal even agreed to watch my son (and by watch she meant completely spoil) for the weekend so that I could be here.

      The brochure for Operation-Help-Aesha-Calm-the-Fuck-Down, as my sister dubbed it, promised that a weekend spent in this luxurious hotel with Ria and her team would be rejuvenating and transformative. I can’t argue about the fact that I need some downtime; the last few months at my firm have been insane. Because of that insanity, I got here late and missed the hors d’oeuvres. As hungry as I am now, I’d settle for transforming this invitation into a bag of airline peanuts.

      I snag a glass of something cold and bubbly from one of the adorable young assistants milling around the room. At least there’s still liquor.

      The crowd settles into our assigned seats as Ria Black takes the stage. She’s gorgeous and polished, perfectly lit by a single spotlight. The glow emphasizes the perfection of her tight chignon, her swanlike neck, and her form-fitting red gown.

      Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Hotel d’Amour — and welcome to the Weekend Escape.

      I bet Ria Black is always presentable. I bet her stockings never rip and her hair always behaves and her clothes fit correctly and she wakes up looking just. like. this.

      I don’t even own a pair of stockings anymore, and when I wake up, my hair is a literal tragedy.

      Tonight, Ria announces from the stage, I invite you to open yourselves up to connection. The crowd murmurs enthusiastically.

      Now, this work isn’t easy. It’s difficult to shift so much in a few short days. But if you’ll make the effort, the rewards will be extraordinary. So be prepared. We’re going to ask you to open your minds, she says. To open your hearts. To open your — well, whatever else you open is up to you.

      I nearly choke on my champagne as the audience laughs. What the heck was that supposed to mean? Nobody better be opening anything next to me. I need some clarity on what this event is about.

      But enough preamble. Let’s start making these connections. If you’ll look under your seats, Ria says, you’ll find a numbered bag with your essentials for this evening. Let’s get those out now.

      I do as I’m told. When I reach for the bag, I’m surprised. Instead of the fancy paper creation I expected, I find a gorgeous locally-made leather clutch in a deep jade.

      It’s the kind of thing I’d lust after but would never buy. Oh, I’d visit it in the purse section of Nordstrom’s, multiple times. I’d stop and stare, then give the buttery leather a few strokes before I put it away in favor of yet another sensible black bag. And then, if I was lucky, my sister would get sick of me being so ruthlessly practical and buy it for me.

      I am somehow reassured by the appearance of this little beauty. No matter what else happens tonight, at least I got a cute accessory out of it.

      There’s a handwritten tag attached to the clutch. It has the number 523 written on it. The same as my ticket for this event. I flip it over, looking for some kind of direction, but the back side is blank. I try to find one of the youthful assistants. They’ve put away their trays of champagne — a pity — and are all helping other confused patrons.

      I’m wondering if it’s not too late to sneak out and go for that steak when the great lady herself finds me.

      Aesha, isn’t it? She’s just as pretty up close. Her brown skin glows with warmth and a subtle touch of bronzer. I think we wear the same shade. I wonder if she does her own makeup.

      Aesha Shah, yes, I say. How did she know it was me? There are at least a hundred people in this ballroom. Did Mala send them my photo? She must have.

      I’m Ria. It’s lovely to meet you in person. Wow. Even her eyeshadow coordinates with her gown. I see why Mala likes this woman: she’s basically her clone.

      I want to be as put together as Ria Black when I grow up. Although I wonder if I’ll ever manage that milestone. At this point — turning 43 today and still eating cheese doodles for dinner — that ship may have sailed.

      Despite all this buzzing in my head, I give Ria my best professional smile and shake her hand.

      I wanted to meet you since your registration for the weekend was submitted by someone else, she tells me. "I expect you’re not as familiar with my work as

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