After we’ve unpacked, Cole tells me he has some business to run before we go out at 6pm. I try to press him about where we’re going or what we’re doing, but he brushes me off. All he says is to ‘dress nice’.
While Cole goes off and handles whatever ‘business’ he has, I lounge around the hotel. I take a brief dip in the pool, and then come back to the room to get ready. I’m applying my make-up when Cole enters.
He gives me a kiss and then checks his phone. “Will you be ready to leave in 10?”
“Yep,” I say, “Where was it again we were going?” I ask in my most innocent tone of voice.
Cole laughs. “You know, I still haven't decided whether your incessant questions are endearing or annoying.”
“You love my questions,” I say, smirking.
He returns my smirk and turns to the closet, grabbing a
