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“One night, but there’s two of us and we’ll need two rooms.”

“We only have one.”

I stopped short. “Uh…you only have one room available in the whole hotel?”

“Yes.”

“What about a suite or literally anything else with a bed?”

The woman looked at me over her glasses. “We’ve got one room left, take it or leave it.”

“You don’t understand,” Hudson said, resting his elbows on the counter and dripping all over it. “I can’t share a room with him. It’s been a long day, and I need a hot shower, a warm bed, and dry clothes, so I’d really, really appreciate if you could do me this huge favor of two rooms.”

He slid a damp fifty across the counter, but the woman merely eyed it and looked back at her screen.

“Well, would you look at that,” she said, and Hudson grinned triumphantly at me before she finished, “still only one room.”

His face fell. “I’ll double it.”

“One room only.”

“Triple it.”

“One room only.”

“But we’re stranded until the ferry gets up and running.”

“You and everyone else.”

The door jingled again as another drenched couple entered, their car parked behind mine.

Shit.

“We’ll take it,” I said, pushing my card across the counter before we were left without any room at all.

Hudson’s shoulders slumped in defeat, but we had to take what we could get, and apparently this was the last room for miles. Surely we wouldn’t kill each other by sharing it. He could stay on his side in his bed, and I’d stay on mine. I’d sleep with one eye open to make sure he didn’t smother me with a pillow…

The clerk opened a small envelope and pointed at the number she’d written down. “Here’s your room number, along with your keys and the Wi-Fi password. Now, we can’t guarantee there won’t be issues with internet and phones in the storm, but you may get lucky. We do have a diner on the first floor, but again, the hours may vary due to—”

“The storm,” Hudson finished, pocketing his fifty. “We get it.”

“Oh, one more question,” I said. “Do you have valet?”

She blinked at me like I had a dick for a nose.

“No? Okay, then. Thanks so much.” I flashed her what I’d consider a charming smile, and when she just stared at me, I grabbed Hudson’s sleeve and hurried us back to the car before she changed her mind.

Just our luck there wasn’t a free damn parking spot anywhere close to the entrance, and by the time Hudson and I had grabbed our stuff and made our way to the second floor, I was just as waterlogged as he had been this whole time. Shit, no wonder he’d been cranky. I needed to strip out of these clothes immediately.

The cards still worked, even wet, and I tapped us into the room quickly.

“Thank God,” I said, dropping my shit by the door and immediately kicking off my shoes.

Hudson followed suit behind me, but when I stopped suddenly, he ran smack into my back.

“Drew, what the hell?”

What the hell indeed,I thought as I stared at a disaster in the making. Not only had we pissed off the front desk clerk, but someone up above clearly hated us as well.

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