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“Let me check that for you, Mr. Stone.” Her fingers tapped away at the keyboard.
For a little too long.
She pursed her deep red lips and looked up. “I’m sorry. We don’t have a reservation under that name.”
I glared at Sebastian. “You didn’t do it?”
He looked back at me. “I definitely did. I booked it on Tuesday, and I have the email confirmation.” He pulled his phone from his pocket and brought it up, then showed it to the woman.
She went back to her computer and, after another thirty seconds or so, shook her head. “I’m sorry, something must have gone wrong in our system. There are no bookings under Holley Stuart, and the only one under your name is your room now.”
This was not happening.
I’d say I couldn’t believe it, but I could. I had no car and now, no room. What was next? Everything happened in threes, didn’t it?
“Okay, do you have a room for me?” I asked, pulling off my hat.
Regret flashed across her features. “The entire resort is booked this weekend.”
“I know that,” Sebastian said. “I’m the one who booked it.”
Wow.
“No, sir, there are no rooms available,” Dawn explained. “Every room has been booked out for…” She leaned in closer to the screen. “Three weeks now.”
Seb pinched the bridge of his nose. “Can you look into this and make sure I’m not being charged for a room I don’t have? In this case, I should only be paying for my room and the bridal suite.”
“Yes, sir. I’ll make sure it’s sorted for you. I’m sorry for the inconvenience.” Dawn smiled awkwardly.
She could smile all she liked. I was the one who’d driven up here, fucked my tire, and now had no room.
Seb pulled me away from the desk. “Look, it’s fine. I’m in a suite. You can sleep in the bedroom, and I’ll take the sofa.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m not sharing a room with you.” I folded my arms. “This wasn’t the deal.”
“I know, and believe me, I’m going to complain,” he said, resting his hands on my upper arms. “But if there are no rooms, there are no rooms. We need to get your car sorted, so let’s grab your stuff and take it up to my room.”
This weekend was just going from bad to worse, wasn’t it?***“Greg is coming to get your car in an hour,” Seb said, standing in the doorway of the living room with the room’s phone in his hand. “He’ll take it back into town, sort it out, and I’ll take you to pick it up on Sunday.”
I stared up at him from where I was sitting on the sofa with my arms still folded across my chest and one leg over the other. I was not amused by this turn of events, and I said as much.
“No, your face wasn’t clear.” He fought a smile. “There’s nothing you can do. You have the bed, and I’ll sleep in here. It’s not a big deal.”
“You can’t sleep on the sofa.”
“Of course I can. It’s my fault you’re here in the first place, and I’m not going to make you sleep on it.”
“I was thinking you could just take me home and then it wouldn’t be an issue at all.”
He shook his head. “The rehearsal dinner is in a few hours. If I show up without you, my mother will never let me hear the end of it.”
Now there was a reason not to go.
May Stone was a force to be reckoned with, and I had no doubt she was the driving one behind this entire weekend.
“She’s the reason you tricked me into this, isn’t she?”
“Of course,” he replied. “Could you imagine her face if I showed up without a date? Being the Bears pitcher isn’t enough—she seems to think I can find my future wife while I’m out injured.”
“Don’t look at me.”
“You wound me, Holley.” He clutched his chest dramatically and put the phone back on the holder.
“Mm. I’m considering it,” I muttered.
“You want me to go get your stuff from your car?”
“I’m not going back out there. It’s freezing.”
“So I can’t tempt you into skiing, then?”
I wrinkled my face up. “When have you ever seen me ski?”
“Once. You were twelve. It still gives me nightmares.”
“There you go, then. Not going to happen.” I grabbed the remote control and turned on the TV. “My purse is on the front seat and my case is in the trunk. Keys are in my coat pocket.”
He shrugged his coat on and felt about in my pockets for the keys. Upon finding them, he tossed them a few inches into the air and caught them again, then nodded toward the coffee table. “Since you were stuck out there for hours, feel free to order food. It’ll charge to the room, and dinner isn’t being served until eight.”
