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My eyes widened at the sight before me—marble floors, crystal chandeliers, and plush velvet furnishings created an atmosphere of pure luxury. It was like stepping into another world, one where I could easily lose myself.
Alexander had a list of hotels on file that he preferred to stay at so I hadn’t really looked into the hotel much before booking our rooms. Now, I was a little glad I hadn’t. It was a wonderful—albeit accidental—surprise.
“Wow, this is incredible,” I breathed, feeling a thrill of anticipation for what lay ahead.
“Only the best for us,” he murmured, giving me a wink that made my heart flip.
Chapter Ten
Olivia
I followed Alexander to the front desk as our bags were carted in. He strode forward with confidence, stopping before the receptionist and giving her a smile that made my stomach squeeze.
“Hello,” he said in a deep rumble, still smiling. The jealousy built in me. “We have a reservation for Bennett.”
She nodded, typing on the computer. Finally, she swiped a keycard and passed it across the desk. “Nice to have you Mr. Bennett. Here is your room key. As always, you are on the top floor.”
Alexander stared down at one card and then back up at the woman. “I’m sorry. There should have been two rooms.”
The woman looked to the screen and then back at him, her facial features growing tight. “No, sir. We have one room here.”
A wave of confusion washed over me. I know I booked two rooms. I glanced at Alexander, who seemed equally puzzled as he stared at the receptionist.
“That can’t be right,” Alexander said, leaning against the front desk and looking impressively imposing. “There seems to be an issue with our reservations.”
“Let me see if I can fix this for you, sir,” the receptionist replied, her fingers flying across the keyboard. A pregnant pause followed, and tension simmered between Alexander and me.
“Unfortunately, there is only one suite available,” she informed us, apologetic eyes darting between the two of us. “We are fully booked.”
“Sharing a suite?” My voice squeaked, betraying my anxiety. I caught my lower lip between my teeth, forcing myself to remain composed despite the sudden intimacy of the situation.
“Is there no other option?” Alexander asked, his tone firm yet polite.
“I’m afraid not, sir. We are fully booked tonight.” She looked genuinely sorry, but it did little to ease my nerves.
“Very well,” he agreed, accepting the key card from her outstretched hand. “We’ll manage.”
As we made our way to the elevator, I couldn’t help but steal glances at Alexander. His jaw clenched, revealing the faintest hint of frustration. Yet, beneath that irritation, I sensed something more—a curiosity that bordered on excitement.
“Looks like we’ll have to make the best of this situation,” he said with a forced smile, attempting to ease the tension.
“Of course,” I replied, swallowing hard.
The elevator doors opened, and we stepped inside, the close quarters magnifying the already palpable tension between us. As the elevator ascended, I found myself acutely aware of Alexander’s presence.
“Here we are,” he announced as we stepped out onto our floor. We walked side by side to our shared suite, the silence between us heavy with anticipation.
He swiped the key card, and the door clicked open, revealing the lavish room beyond. It was a massive sitting room with a balcony, a small kitchenette, and there was a small hall that disappeared to the right. There must be a bedroom that way.
“Let’s establish some ground rules,” Alexander suggested, clearly eager to maintain some semblance of professionalism. “We’ll take turns using the bathroom. We can share the common space and split the drawers and closet.”
“Sounds reasonable,” I agreed, nodding my head in approval.
“Exactly.” Alexander flashed me a reassuring smile, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Now, I propose we each take a few minutes to settle in and change out of these travel-worn clothes. I’ll go first, if you don’t mind.”
“Go ahead,” I told him, my voice barely above a whisper as I avoided direct eye contact. His presence alone was enough to make me feel dizzy with desire.
Alexander disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me alone to ponder the implications of our situation. My thoughts raced as I ran my fingers through my tangled hair, attempting to regain some semblance of order in both my appearance and my emotions.
