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The travel agency was closed for the day, so we split up the list of nearby hotels and started making calls. I got the same answer with my first three, and it didn’t sound like Luke’s luck was any better.
Chase arrived, and his smile when his gaze met mine chased away the stress.
“What’s going on?”
Luke’s groan of frustration echoed around us.
I gave Chase a brief rundown of our lack of accommodations.
He held up his index finger. “Don’t go anywhere.” He approached the desk and exchanged words, ID, and a credit card with the woman who hadn’t been able to help us. Her frown vanished by the end of the conversation.
I understood how she felt.
Chase joined us again and handed us each a keycard.
“Must be nice to have all those frequent-traveler points.” Luke’s tone was light, with the slightest twinge.
Chase gave him a dry smile. “Not as nice as you’re assuming. They still don’t have any extra rooms, but I have double queen beds, and the couch pulls out, so all three of us can share a room. If you’re interested.”
“I’m in.” My reply slipped out without thought. I’d spent a large portion of my teenage years sleeping at Sadie and Chase’s. Luke’s raised eyebrow made me wish I could take the words back.
“Me too.” Luke shrugged. “I’m not missing out again if anything happens.”
“Sleepover.” I tried to toss the word out with careless abandon, and not think about whether it sounded silly or not. And I definitely wasn’t thinking about the implications of Luke’s reply.
Just kidding. I totally was.
“I don’t have enough hair to style, but I’ll rock the flimsy teddy,” Luke said. “This includes giggly pillow fights, right?”
Chase rolled his eyes. “That’s not how a sleepover works. We’re going to need a lot of pizza and to expect not to sleep.”
“That’s not a sleepover; that’s my life.” The teasing made it easier to ignore my trepidation about what this might become. These were the same two men I always laughed and joked with. Just because they’d shifted our relationships in the last few days... “Besides, I was promised sushi.”
Luke bowed deeply. “And sushi you shall have, m’lady.”
Chase grabbed my bags before I could, and we headed upstairs.
The room was one of those business suites with a separate bedroom and a reasonably sized living room.
Luke tossed his bag near the sofa as soon as we walked in the room. “I’ll take the couch.”
“That doesn’t seem fair. Shouldn’t we draw straws or something?” While I had no idea what to expect from tonight, it was nice to know he hadn’t just assumed we’d end up in bed together. Sweet, even.
Chase opened his mouth.
“Nope.” Luke cut him off. “It’s Chase’s room, that he was kind enough to share, and neither of us is letting you sleep on the couch, Anne.”
“That’s true. I was going to say that. He just beat me to it,” Chase said.
It still didn’t feel right. “Am I allowed to argue this logic?”
They both shook their heads, and Chase put my bags in the bedroom. “Ordering the sushi,” he called. “Tell me if there’s anything you won’t eat.”
“Pretty sure everyone here’s fine with any sort of meat,” Luke said.
That was true, whether he was talking food or sexual preference, and the way things were going today, I assumed both were legitimate topics.
We made small talk and caught up on each other’s days, while we waited for food to arrive. No one sat next to anyone, which felt odd. But cramming three people onto the couch so we could all be together, or any combination of pairing off also seemed weird.
