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“Right there! Right there!”
“Tell me where,” he groaned.
I grabbed the first items of clothing I could find, and rushed to change. Listening to two people have passionate sex worked like an instant aphrodisiac and I didn’t want to be in that kind of mood.
I walked out of the bathroom and turned left instead of right, where double doors to a grand ballroom were wide open. What I saw stopped me in my tracks. I couldn’t help but gawk.
Men, men, and more men!
And these were not your ordinary men either; these were the kind wet dreams are made of—sexy hunks! They sported ripped midsections, six- to eight-packs, with pecs large enough to catch any eye. These men were various hues of chocolate—milk, dark, or whatever was your pleasure. And their assets were on full display because they moved around wearing silk pajama bottoms, boxers, or anything else that showed off the results of routine hours spent at the gym.
“C’mon in,” someone said.
I jumped and realized what a fool I must’ve looked like standing there, clearly out of place, staring like a kid in the candy store.
“Excuse me, sweetie, you coming in?” The female voice from behind startled me even more. I threw a hand over my chest to calm my heart. She was nearly naked!
“Oh, um, no. I’m sorry. I was looking for the lobby. I must’ve taken a wrong turn,” I said. I kept my eyes up; she wasn’t the least bit shy.
“Oh, yes, opposite direction,” she said and pointed back the other way. “If you change your mind, the party goes on ’til two,” she sang.
I grabbed my suitcase and pulled it in the right direction.
Back at the desk, the clerk Tiffany looked as confused as she had before I left.
“Please tell me you found my reservation,” I said as I approached.
“No, nothing. You sure you’re booked at this hotel, and for tonight?”
“I’m positive.” I placed my purse on top of the suitcase and started digging through to get my wallet. “I have a copy of my reservation right here.”
“Okay, good.”
I found the paper and gave it to the clerk.
She looked at it, then said, “I see the problem right here. Ma’am, your reservation is at our property on South Fairfax Avenue.” She smiled.
I looked around, confused. “What do you mean? I told the cabdriver to bring me to 2347 Fairfax,” I said in a huff.
“Yes, and that’s where you are. But your reservation is at 2437 South Fairfax.” She extended the paper toward me. “See, it’s right here.” She pointed at the address. I felt warm with embarrassment washing over me.
I closed my eyes. Breathe, breathe, breathe.
“Oh, okay, so what do I need to do?” I asked. I opened my eyes and looked at her, hoping for mercy.
“Well, with the way it’s coming down out there, I don’t recommend you trying to go to the other property, and we do have vacancies, but I want you to be comfortable. Our guests can be boisterous,” she warned.
“You know what, after what I’ve witnessed in the bathroom and down the hall, if that’s the worst you’ve got, I think I’ll be okay. I just need a place to lay my head,” I said.
“Okay, I’ll tell you what. Since it’s our sister property, come down at checkout and I’ll see if I can credit the old room to your account.”
“Bless you!” I leaned on the counter as she typed and found a room for me.
“Okay, you’ll be on the twelfth floor. Will you need one key or two?”
“One should be fine,” I said.
She swiped the key card through a machine on her desk, then pulled a paper sleeve and wrote my room number on it. She leaned in as if to whisper. “Because you’ve had such a difficult time, I upgraded you to our junior suite at no extra cost. I hope you enjoy your stay.” She smiled.
