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It sounds like the coffee is done. So, I find two regular cups and fill them up with coffee. I turn to set them on the table and then put them back down on the counter.

I go over to the table, tug it back into place, and slide the two chairs over as well.

I suddenly frown at the table and go to the sink. I then turn and scrub the table clean, and then I dry it off.

Only then do I place our filled cups back on the table.

I hear the shower turn off as I sit down and take a sip of the hot coffee. It tastes good and I gratefully take another sip, hoping it will help wake me up.

Chase steps out of the bathroom in his hotel robe; his hair is still damp. He comes over to the table and cocks an eyebrow at me.

“I scrubbed the table before I sat down,” I say sheepishly.

“It looks like you straightened up the room, even made the bed.”

“I didn’t want anyone to wonder what we were doing in here last night.”

“We left a party and checked in for one night with no luggage. I think they already know what we were doing in here all night.”

“Still, we don’t have to advertise it. Let them wonder.”

He just laughs at me, sits down at the table, and takes a huge gulp of coffee.

“I think I’ll need a few more cups or maybe a gallon? Damn, I feel sluggish.”

“Well, you were quite... um... athletic last night.”

“Athletic, huh?”

I start to giggle, and then we hear a knock at the door.

“Room service.”

Chase goes to the door and opens it. He motions for the guy to bring in the food, then Chase looks around for his pants and goes over and gets his wallet to tip the server.

“Thanks.”

The server, a man who looks to be in his forties, takes the money, looks up, and then gets a big smile on his face.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“What was he so happy about?” I ask Chase.

“I only had a twenty.”

“You tipped him twenty dollars?”

“That’s all I had.”

“No wonder he was smiling like that.”

“Uh, Val, is that your hot pink bra hanging from the ceiling fan?”

We look up, and there is my bra dangling from the overhead ceiling fan where Chase must have thrown it when he took it off me.

I look over at Chase, and then we both look back up at my bra before he bursts into laughter at the look on my face. Soon, I join in and laugh with him.

Twenty-Eight

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