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Maybe I should just take Katie over to where Lily and Darcy are.
At least then I only have to worry about myself. I shake my head. That’s the worst idea ever. The three of them together would definitely lead to trouble. That’s what started this mess in the first place. Katie’s being here worries me, but if I can get her up to my room and keep her there, then I should be okay.
I reach the elevator to find Katie standing there—along with a group of oldies who wouldn’t look out of place at a bingo convention. I should’ve factored in how slow these elevators were. Katie looks alarmed. I give her a shrug, because there’s not much we can do.
“Fancy meeting you here,” I murmur, looking the other way as I say it.
“We’re supposed to be pretending not to know each other,” she hisses.
“How do you know this isn’t how I speak to every stranger?”
“Every stranger, or just those you find attractive?” She narrows her eyes.
“What, so, you consider yourself attractive, huh?”
Her mouth opens, then closes. She shakes her head, then steps into the elevator when the doors open. She’s all the way up the back, and by the time I get in, after being the gentleman that I am and letting everyone else go first, I’m on the other side of her.
My head snaps up when I hear two words I never thought I’d hear from a group of eighty year olds; gangbangs and strippers.
I choke back a laugh, then glance at Katie, her reaction mirroring mine. She studies the floor, like it’s the most interesting thing she’s ever seen, while trying her hardest not to laugh.
“Forget about sightseeing. I hear there are ladies that will do anything, in Vegas,” the frail man near the back announces to his friend. The lady next to him, who I assume is his wife, whacks him across the stomach.
“Are you kidding me?” she growls. “Last week you made me dress up as an eskimo so you could poke me with your icicle. The week before that, I had to be a schoolgirl.”
A disturbing image of this petite, white haired, eighty-something lady, who smells like talc, dressed as a slutty schoolgirl pops into my head and it nearly kills me.
God, I can’t listen to this.
I fail to see how this elevator ride can get any more fucked up. I focus on the numbers along the top as they slowly rise, turning around to look at Katie when I hear her phone ping. I frown at her as she frantically fumbles through her bag.
“Are you ok…” My voice trails off when I hear another memo playing.
She pulls out her phone and twelve sets of eyes turn to look at her in shock.
“Note to self: Add rectal stimulation to list of services on website.”
I laugh loudly. Katie glares at me, her face going red. The two men next to her exchange an excited smile as they nudge each other. I cringe, because I don’t even want to know what’s going through their heads.
“How far will thirty dollars get me?” the first guy asks, winking at her.
“About half a finger in,” I quip.
Katie snaps her head up long enough to glower at me. I’ve never seen anyone look as happy as she does when those doors fly open. She stalks up the hallway, getting away from the elevator as fast as she can. When the doors finally close, and the shocked faces of twelve elderly people disappear, she turns around and glares at me. Her eyes flash as she tosses her phone at me. I smirk when it hits me on the foot.
“Jesus, you throw worse than you sing,” I mutter.
“Delete them,” she begs. “Just get rid of them, now.”
“Okay, fine,” I sigh. “But first I need the magic word. I’m kidding,” I laugh when she hits me.
I start deleting them as we walk toward my room. Katie looks over my shoulder. She gasps and slaps me across the arm.
“Jesus, you had them going into next week?”
“Yeah, of course.” I chuckle. “It’s not embarrassing until it happens in front of your family.”
“God, Mom would love that,” she mutters.
I won’t tell her about the few I set into next year, then…
“There,” I say, handing her back her phone. “All gone.”
“They better be,” she grumbles.
I open the door and let her walk in first. She gasps as she looks around. I smile, because I think she’s impressed. Though, with the amount they charge for one of their deluxe suites, it would want to be impressive. She wanders over to the window to take in the view. She shakes her head, lost for words.
“And I thought my room was nice.” There’s a note of awe in her voice. She walks over to the bathroom and starts laughing like a maniac. “Oh Lord, you need check out the jacuzzi tub.” She squeals, poking her head back out. “It’s fucking huge.”
