The male – Walker – chuckled under his breath when she marched past him, ducking under his arm and out into the hallway she’d not long been dragged down. Meriwa tried not to think about the heat radiating off of him when her bicep dragged across his broad chest.
Gripping the hem of the shirt he’d given her, she tugged it as far down her thighs as she could manage.
It was strange, but the hall seemed much shorter now.
“Most of the bedrooms are on this floor,” he said as he nodded to the hallway, bringing her attention to the rows of doors that lined each side of the dark, narrow room. They were spaced out every eight feet or so. Some of them had name plates hanging from twine, others were painted in swathes of color.
All of them were beautiful. Meriwa resisted the urge to reach out and
