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“Did we lose Anthony?” Trey asks, not paying the slightest bit of attention to the beautiful surroundings. I follow him back to the entrance where we find Anthony standing in front of the entrance looking frustrated. “What’s wrong, Trey yells out to him.

“I gave him my keys and off he went,” Anthony huffs and shakes his head as he comes through the door into the lobby. “Then I realized… shit, I don’t have my damn bags.”

“Can you take care of my friend here?” Trey turns back and looks toward the concierge.

“Right away, sir!” A young man named Renzo comes out from behind the podium and appears to be intent on taking care of it himself. “I’ll get them from the parking garage.”

“At least your bags are at the right hotel,” Trey replies as we both realize we once again have nothing but the clothes on our backs.

“I know,” Anthony says, holding up a finger and messing with his phone with the other hand. “Your bags have been picked up and will be here within the hour,” he tells Trey before turning to Avery at the front desk. “Where does the valet park the vehicles?”

“Do you want all of your luggage, sir?” Avery asks him in return. “Yeah, I think so,” Anthony replies, raising his eyes in thought.

“Bring all of the bags from the brown SUV,” Avery relays to Renzo, using a small radio of some type. “We’ll have them for you shortly,” he informs us. “Along with a complimentary bottle of…” he pauses, waiting for a suggestion.

“Jack Daniels Single Barrel,” Anthony suggests upon realizing that Trey was waiting for him to answer.

“Add a bottle of Camus Cuvee 5.150 to my tab as well and a bottle of Ace for my lady,” Trey says, giving me a smart-ass grin.

“I think you have me confused with someone else,” I turn to Trey, narrowing my eyes. He knows damn well that I can’t tell the difference between Ace, Cristal or Dom Perignon.

“Would you prefer something else?” Avery asks, aiming to please.

Truthfully, my favorite is Martini and Rossi Asti Spumanti, but I really don’t want to mention that fact at the moment. “No, that will be fine.” I laugh and roll my eyes. “Can I get some fresh strawberries with that?” I give Avery my best puppy dog eyes.

“Darling, you are spending the night in the Presidential Suite,” he replies with a smug smile. “You can literally have anything you want. Just an hour ago, I sent Renzo to the Doughnut Plant down on twenty-third for one of our guests,” he informs us as the young man comes trudging through the hallway with Anthony’s luggage. “We aim to please.”

“All I need is a stiff drink and a good night sleep,” Trey says with a tired smile.

I need something stiff too, to go along with my strawberries and champagne. I smile silently as we join Renzo and a bellman, named Ozzy, in the elevator. I close my eyes momentarily and let out a sigh of relief. I’m not used to this kind of excitement.

Chapter 5

Trey

I glance at my watch as the elevator comes to a stop on the top floor. It’s only a quarter past ten, but it feels like it should be two or three in the morning. I glance over at Mandy who has been resting her eyes and wait for her to open them. She gives me a sexy smile as her beautiful blue eyes reappear to greet me.

“Doesn’t it feel like it should be much later?” I ask her. “It’s only a little after ten.”

“I saw that on the clock in the lobby,” she concurs. “At this point, I don’t even remember what day it is,” she says looking slightly confused.

“It’s still Monday!” I laugh. “This has been the longest Monday of my entire life.” I glance over at Anthony who is busy exchanging text messages with Romeo.

“No wonder I’m so exhausted,” Mandy groans. “It seems like forever since we got back from Mom and Dad’s.” A hint of sadness enters her expression as she realizes that it’s now just her dad’s place. “I should let him know we are safe and that we now have security.”

“That’s a good idea,” I reply as we exit the elevator and walk toward the presidential suite. “You go call him while Anthony and I go over a few things.”

Mandy

Trey seems a bit surprised when the bellman opens the door to our suite. We are greeted by a very modern looking entry, which leads us into an absolutely gorgeous living room. I immediate walk over to the window which looks out over Fifth Avenue giving me a stunning view of the city.

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