Chapter 27
Honoré
“Meet you upstairs,” Leo said. We’d just checked in at a hotel in L.A. after flying back from St. Lucia.
The trip had been uneventful, and I was tired and dying to get into my pajamas. Room service, maybe some binge watching—that was what was on my agenda.
“All right. See you upstairs.”
I turned to be sure he had the baggage taken care of, but before I could say a word he read my mind.
“I got the luggage. Don't worry. I'll be right up.”
We had traveled together so much that maybe it wasn't amazing that he knew exactly what I was thinking, but I liked to think that we were turning into one of those married couples who finished each other's sentences, knowing what the other wanted before they even knew it themselves.
On the way up in the elevator, I pressed the PH b
