Greer’s POV
Cassey arrived at the hotel room at eight in the morning. Her hotel room key was handed to her, and I helped her settle in. As soon as the door closed, she jumped on the bed and lay on it. She sighed and sat up again.
"Tonight is going to be a long night. My stylists are on their way. What about you?" She asked.
I groaned. I haven't thought about it. My plans were what I was after. I had forgotten.
"I don't know. I am exhausted already." I answered.
She shook her head, waving her index finger. "You can't say that. You are going to ruin the freaking mood. I won't accept that. I will ask them to bring an extra stylist and nail technician." She answered, typing on her phone instantly.
I bite my lips. "What would I do without you?"
She smiled, dropping her phone on the
