Chapter Fourteen
We strode through the Embassy Hotel lobby, a pricey elite place, as though we were any average couple to walk the halls. We rode the elevator in a tense silence. I expected movie moments of unbridled lift passions, but was left to push my thighs together. We opened onto the top floor and walked down a long hallway to the room labelled PH. John noticeably put the
Do Not Disturb sign on the door and fixed the extra lock in place. I knew this didn’t lock me in, but it certainly kept people out.
The suite was exactly what one would expect in catering to the elite traveller. He suited the room well. He took off his jacket and tossed the costly material arbitrarily over a chair. Looking over his shoulder at me as he walked toward a drink cart he called, “Follow my lead.”
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