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“Are we finally pulling over?” I asked. When I get my second wind, Throttle decides to call it a night. Of course.
Throttle nodded. “Yeah. It’s past midnight, and this is the last hotel for a while.” He pulled off the exit and pulled into a motel parking lot.
Sloane and Aero woke up in the back seat, and we stumbled into the front door with the camera crew behind us.
“We were wondering when you guys were going to pull over,” Adalee called. “Garett was ready to fall asleep behind the wheel.”
“Next time, flash us or something,” Sloane muttered. Her eyes widened, and she waved her hand. “Your headlights.” It still didn’t sound right. “On your car.” She moved her hand in front of her chest. “Not these headlights.”
“Babe,” Aero chuckled. He pressed a kiss to her forehead. She leaned into him, and he wrapped his arms around her.
Man, those two were really in love.
“They only have two rooms,” Throttle called.
“Uh, we can take one room if you guys take the other,” Garett suggested.
“How many beds?” Adalee asked.
“Two full beds in each,” Throttle called.
“Perfect,” Sloane slurred. “Show me to my room, Gaston.”
Throttle quickly paid for both rooms and handed the camera crew a key. “Second floor. See you in the morning, suckas.”
“Where are we?” Aero asked.
Throttle pointed in the opposite direction the camera crew headed. “First floor, room 2.”
“Two,” Sloane chirped. “Two, two.”
Aero put his arm around Sloane’s shoulders and walked her behind Throttle. “I think she’s getting delirious,” he chuckled.
I was pretty damn tired, too. “Uh, what time do you guys plan on getting back on the road?”
Throttle stopped in front of room two and inserted the keycard. He held open the door, and I skirted around him behind Aero and Sloane.
“I call bathroom first.” Sloane darted into the bathroom and shut the door behind her.
“Okay,” I laughed. I guess it had been a little too long since the last pitstop.
Aero dropped his duffel on the floor and stretched his arms over his head. “What time is checkout?” he asked Throttle.
Throttle scrubbed his hands down his scruffy face. “Uh, eleven.”
“Cool. I say we head out at eleven-o-one.”
Throttle clicked his tongue and pointed at Aero. “Sounds like a solid plan to me.”
Oh, thank god. I was really afraid we were only going to get a couple of hours of sleep before they insisted we get back on the road.
Sloane walked out of the bathroom and faceplanted onto the first bed.
“Uh, I guess that’s your bed, huh?” Aero laughed. “You girls can have this one.”
Well, that was a relief. I thought for sure I was going to wind up sleeping with Throttle. Though I was so tired that I really wouldn’t care either way.
I grabbed my bag and headed into the bathroom. I quickly used the bathroom, threw on a pair of sleep shorts, and brushed my teeth.
