At the hotel service desk, Anna couldn’t believe her ears. Allora had messaged them to let Fallon know their bags from the limo were waiting for them when they checked in.
“What do you mean, they don’t have a room for me? I called a week ago for this reservation.”
Fallon saw a panicked look set in as he handed his ID to the clerk. “Hey, sweet thing, it’s okay. You can room with me.” He picked up her bags from the bellhop. “Come on. I’m tired.”
“What? No way! I can’t ask you to do that.” She looked at him, shaking her head. “In your room? Are you crazy? We just met!”
“It’s fine. I promise I’ll be a good boy. I’ll even sleep on the nasty hotel floor, and you can take the bed. No arguing. I just saved your ass, so I really don’t need you sassing me right now.”
He wasn’t taking no for a
