Aaron's POV
My blood ran cold when I heard the words slip from her mouth, and my heart froze momentarily. What the hell?
“We just want a room only for a few hours.” Amy ignored me as if I didn't exist and focused on the receptionist.
The man's expression turned apologetic.
"I'm afraid we don't do hourly bookings. We only book rooms by the day." He said.
Amy raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Not even for a short stay?"
The man shook his head.
"I'm sorry. It's our hotel's policy. But I can offer you a day rate if you'd like."
Amy glanced at me, then back at the man.
"Okay, sure. What's the rate for a day?"
The man told us the rate, and Amy nodded.
"Alright, we'll take it." She then turned to me and nudged the table. “It's time to pay up.” She said.
I really felt like wrapping my
