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The Fairmont Chateau Laurier hotel sat upon the bank of the Ottawa river, bordered on the west by the Parliament Buildings and on the east by Sussex Street. The area had an old-world feel—as close to it as it could seeing as Canada didn’t have Europe’s legacy of rising and falling civilizations. There was a rumor that the Parliament Buildings had been built over an indigenous burial site, and this could be true. This land had been occupied when the settlers from Europe came over and ‘discovered’ it.
Our Uber driver was a middle-aged man who didn’t seem to care that we were two men heading to the fanciest hotel in Ottawa at 12:20 a.m. He let us off at the entrance and pulled away as Alastair ushered me inside. I tried not to be impressed but, really, who wouldn’t have been? It was a huge space, for one thing, with a warm glow of light that illuminated the gleaming and luxurious finishes. An arrangement of leather sofas and chairs defined the comfortable lobby.
Alastair made his way to the reception desk as I hung back, gazing up at the second-floor balconies that looked down on the lobby. There was no one around, so I was free to display my astonishment at the grandeur of the old hotel, until Alastair came back with our room cards.
“Shall we?” he said, handing one to me.
I looked at it, expecting it to be in gold or something like that, but it seemed like any other hotel room card. I was honestly a little disappointed.
The number six-fifteen was written on the holder in blue pen.
“It’s on the city side.”
“Huh?” I asked. “As opposed to the country?”
He laughed. “No, as opposed to having a view of the Parliament Buildings or the courtyard.”
“Oh. Wow, look at you. You have stayed here a few times.”
He shrugged. “Well, my friend…”
“I know. Her name is Delphine.”
Alastair blushed. “Yes. Well, Delphine can usually get me a good deal.”
“That’s why we’re here.”
“Yes,” he said. He stared at me curiously. “Are you okay?”
I ran a hand through my hair, feeling less brave than I had at Molly’s and wondering if this was a good idea or not. Probably it wasn’t, but I was trying to figure out how much I cared.
“Yeah, I just feel…a bit lost.”
Alastair reached out and took my hand—the one that wasn’t holding the room card. He looked around but we were completely alone.
“I’m glad you’re here with me.”
I contemplated the sincerity of his expression, then nodded. “I’m glad I’m here with you, too.”
He led me to the elevators. When we got there, he released my hand.
“Is this too much? I’m sorry. I just really like this place, and I knew I could get us in.” He seemed eager to put me at ease, which I appreciated. “I should’ve just found somewhere—”
“It’s fine,” I said, as the elevator dinged, and the doors opened. “I’m not used to being treated so well.”
He frowned. “Now that’s a shame.”
We stepped in, and Alastair pressed the button to close the doors. They made a soft swish as they did. We had privacy together for the first time.
In seconds the sexual tension was so thick I was swimming in it.
Alastair gazed at me with heavy-lidded eyes, and I was overtaken by the desire I’d been fighting since that first kiss on the sidewalk.
“Fuck,” I breathed, surging forward and grabbing the lapels of his coat.
“Toby,” he whispered, just before I attached my lips to his face.
He opened his mouth and let me plunder it with my out-of-control arousal. Whatever we had between us, it flared up like a five-alarm fire. He was hard. I was hard. And the elevator was whisking us up to a luxurious room on the sixth floor.
