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“So, it was his suite?” I nod. “Like you actually slept in our boss’s bed?”
“Apparently.” I groan.
“Where did he sleep then?” she asks quizzically.
“I don’t know. I didn’t ask,” I whisper. “Probably in another room.”
“If there was another room, why not put you in it? Why put you in his room?” she quizzes.
“I don’t know.” I blanche.
“I bet he's sniffing his bed right now.” Her laugh is dirty as sin.
“Amberley!” I scold.
“Oh, come on. He looks like the dirty type. He’s probably wanking off as we speak.” She chortles.
“Gross.” My cheeks flame, but the image she has evoked has my pantyless thighs clenching. Clearing my throat, I stand up and collect my bag. “I need to get home. Thanks for helping me out.” A change of topic is definitely needed.
“Sure thing. So, you're back in on Monday?” Amberley checks her own reflection and applies her lipstick.
“Yes.”
“I doubt we can hit the town this weekend. How about we have dinner instead?” It sounds perfect.
“I’ll let you know how I feel. We might be able to have a few cocktails after all.” I wink.
“Yes, girl!” She holds her hand up for a high five, and I shake my head. Rolling her eyes, she stands and slaps her own hand after I leave her hanging.
I laugh loudly and leave the room. She follows me out, and I decide to avoid Felicity and exit through the service entrance. “Speak later,” I say.
“Naturally.”
I leave the hotel and head towards the street. It’s busy already, and I get pulled into the throng of people rushing about on their way to work. I’m barely a few metres down the pavement when a car horn sounds, and Perry pulls up beside the kerb. “Alien!” he shouts, making me groan.
“Go away.” I laugh.
“Who me, Perry Tyson?” he jokes, and I burst out laughing.
“Yes, you. You door-bashing idiot.” I grin.
“Get in. I’ll drop you home.” What? I blink, unsure what to do. I’ve never been ashamed of where I live, but he is sitting in an expensive sports car, and his clothes are, without a doubt, designer. His friend is a hotel mogul with an arsenal of money large enough to secure every member of staff’s future. They leave footprints in a world I own no shoes for. I’m suddenly conscious of my home.
“It’s okay.” I wave him off, suspecting he is feeling guilty.
“Get in the car!” he bellows out of the window, drawing attention. I scurry to the door and hop in. “Knew that would work.” He laughs. I elbow him playfully, and he sighs happily. I’m not one hundred percent sure what his job role is at the hotel, but I probably shouldn’t be elbowing him. I try to relax in his car after nervously rattling off my address.
We drive in relative silence until we pull up at my apartment block. “This is me,” I say, somewhat awkwardly. He must think I live in a complete dive. Perry peers up through the windscreen, worry evident on his face as he takes in the sketchy-looking block of flats. Yep, a dive! I can see Deeks, one of my neighbours, across the car park. “Thanks!” I chirp and push free.
“You're not even going to invite me in for a drink?” he complains.
“Not unless you want out-of-date milk and shit tea bags?” I say honestly. Perry wrinkles his nose, and I laugh self-consciously. I frown, embarrassed, then turn, walking away quickly. That bump on my head has really muddled my brain-to-mouth connectivity.
Chapter7
Lauren
“Lauren, I really wish you had called us,” my mother’s worried voice berates down the line. Even at this distance, I find comfort in it—despite her tone. I miss her and my father.
