Zavier watched her dilly-dally with a look of sheer displeasure, "If a young lady like you can endure it, what's stopping a grown man like me from staying?"
He talked a good game, but once they reached the hotel, Zavier regretted it. The girl was making good money these days, but she still pinched pennies like nobody's business. This place wasn't a hotel. It was more like a dodgy motel that charged a few bucks a night.
Not only was the cleanliness questionable, but safety seemed like a gamble too.
Dragging her suitcase behind him, Zavier turned on his heel, "We're leaving, now."
Skyler protested, "It's past check-in time. They won't refund the room charge."
Zavier shot back, "You got a death wish or something?"d2
Skyler just fell silent. She had already told him he wouldn't be comfortable in a cheap place like this, and he insisted on coming with her. Now he wouldn't even let her stay alone. The guy was a real pain in the neck.
Considering he'd rushed over in the middle of the night to help her out, she decided to let it slide.
Zavier picked the fanciest hotel in town, the kind where a single room for one night could cost a small fortune.
Skyler, feeling a bit embarrassed to have Zavier foot the bill after he'd come all this way, insisted on paying for the room herself.
A room cost thousands, and getting two would run them nearly ten grand. Every penny was hard-earned, and Skyler couldn't bring herself to splurge, so she booked just one room, planning to make do with the couch for the night.
The pricier room, of course, came with all the bells and whistles. The air conditioning was already purring, making the room cozy and warm.
Skyler walked in and immediately shrugged off her coat.
Zavier looked at her and said, "That eager to bunk with me?"
Skyler retorted, "It's not like we haven't shared a room before. Don't play the innocent."
Zavier's eyebrows arched, "What did you say?"
Skyler repeated, "I said it's not like we haven't..."
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