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“For what?” I manage to get the words out.
“Thought you might need it.” He shrugs.
“I am kinda thirsty. Hungry too.”
“You want to order room service?” His tone almost sounds suspicious.
“I would pay for my part. I won’t stiff you with the bill or anything.” I go in search of the room service menu. I can sense Finn’s eyes on me the whole time. The man can shift from being sweet to something else altogether. It gives me this weird thrill. “Found it,” I call out when I locate it on a table near the door.
I flip through the pages, having a hard time understanding half of what the things on it are. What I can make out are the prices. I should just go to bed and eat in the morning. I’m not broke, and slowly I’ve been making money, but it always scares me that my income isn’t steady.
“What are you getting?” Finn asks when I close the menu.
“I think I’ll wait for breakfast.” I walk over and hand him the menu. “I can’t read half the things on here.”
“You said you were hungry.” He flips the menu back open and translates it, telling me what each thing is.
“You speak French?” He gives another one of his nonchalant shrugs. “That's really cool.” I drop down on the sofa next to him. “How many languages do you know?”
“I can speak a handful fluently.” His eyes flick to my bare legs that are almost touching him.
“But you can like read and understand others?” He nods. “That’s incredible. I wish I could do that.”
“What would you like?”
“Like I said, I’ll wait.” My stupid stomach decides to let out a small growl the second the words slip past my lips.
“You’ll eat tonight.” He gets up and walks over to the phone. I don’t understand a word of what he says because it’s all in French, but he’s on the phone for a few minutes. I’m not sure if it’s the foreign language, but it sounds like he’s ordering the entire menu.
“Did you order everything on there?” I laugh when he finally hangs up the call.
“You wouldn’t tell me what you wanted, so I had to improvise.” I snort a laugh, but he doesn’t even crack a smile.
“You’re not joking?” It dawns on me.
“I wouldn’t say I ordered everything. But you’ll have a variety to choose from. I could tell from your face a few sounded off-putting when I read them.”
“Okay.” My mind is already trying to add up what this bill is going to be.
“I’m going to take a quick shower.”
“Okay,” I say again.
He gives me another one of his long stares before he goes to take his shower. I grab my cell phone to busy myself trying not to think about the fact that there is a naked man whose last name I don’t know in my hotel room. Or how good he probably looks with the water running down every inch of him. I really need to get my mind out of the gutter. The man has been nothing but respectful and kind to me.
I respond to a few messages. I wonder if I take some good pictures of the food and post them on social media if I can get that comped too. It’s worth a try. My phone almost slips out of my hand when Finn comes walking back into the room in nothing but a pair of sweatpants, his hair still damp. His broad chest is on full display.
Thankfully, a knock sounds at the door so that I don’t get caught gawking at him. I jump up. “Room service,” a male voice calls out.
“I’ll get it.” Finn holds a hand out to tell me to stop. “You should go into the room.” He nods toward the bedroom.
“Why?” I ask as another knock comes from the door. His eyes drift up and down my body.
“The bedroom,” he tells me again. My feet move on their own accord, doing as I’m told.
Is he jealous? I bite the inside of my cheek. He didn’t want whoever is at the door to see me dressed in so little.
Another of those thrills courses through my body. Paris is turning out way differently than I could have ever imagined.
