Sasha parked her car in front of the hotel and took a deep breath before stepping out; the valet took her keys from her as she told him about her luggage in the trunk and he helped her get them out. She walked into the hotel and approached the receptionist.
“I have a room,” she said.
“What’s your name, ma’am?” The pretty blonde asked with a beautiful smile.
“Sasha White,” she replied.
The blonde checked her computer before looking up at her with a smile.
“Your room is one thousand and one, located on the fifth floor,” she indicated.
Sasha nodded and the receptionist gave her the key card to her new room.
“Would you like someone to show you around?” the lady asked.
“No, thank you. I can handle myself, just tell the bellboy my room number to bring my luggage up,” she smiled at her a
