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“Probably true, but I also know that it’s an option available to you. Let’s just make it happen, shall we?” It may have been formed as a question, but there was no doubt Elijah had given him marching orders.
The agent typed into the computer for another full minute. As the seconds ticked by, Elijah found himself thinking that the guy could take as long as he wanted since he was enjoying the red-head’s hand resting on his arm, gently pulling trying to get his attention.
When she leaned in closer, he caught a whiff of her vanilla shampoo as she whispered, “Why are you doing this?”
Not wanting to let the front desk agent realize that they’d never met before, Elijah put his left hand over her hand resting on his arm, patting gently as he returned, “Just let me handle this.”
But it wasn’t the beauty that threatened to ruin things… it was the asshole. “I don’t know who you are old man, but you need to butt out.”
Elijah had just about enough of the jerk, even before he felt the hand on his arm squeezing. He suspected it was a subconscious move on her part, but it told him he’d been right when he picked up on her uneasiness with the aggressive jerk standing on the other side of her.
Luckily, Ryan chose that moment to hold out a key packet with a room number scribbled on it. Elijah reached to grab it and his Amex card. “Thanks so much for your help, Ryan. I’ll be sure to fill out a survey card to let the management team know how helpful you’ve been for my friend and me.”
That got a smile out of the employee who immediately turned his attention to the next person in line.
When Elijah turned to hand the key to the young woman, he was confronted with the jerk instead.
“Who the hell do you think you are, gramps?” he accused.
Giving the guy his best dismissive smile, he stepped to the side and reach around him to hand the key to the red-head, ignoring the asshole completely.
“Here you go. I hope you have a great weekend,” Elijah offered as she reached to take the key packet.
The other woman with them was already pulling at the red-head’s arm. “Come on, Reagan. Let’s go upstairs.”
Reagan. Nice name.
Their eyes met and for the briefest of moments, his breath hitched. Elijah shook his head, unsure what the feeling was that had his heart rate going up. Was she in trouble?
It’s none of your business, Keaton.
“Thank you,” she offered quietly, a soft smile coming to her lips which chased away any fear of her needing more help.
“You’re most welcome,” he offered just as her friend started pulling her away.
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