Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105253 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
“Hey. What’s up, buddy?”
Pause.
“Listen, I need a big favor. Do you think Hannah and Heath can crash with you tonight? Hannah really likes Billie and the kids, so I think she’ll be fine with it. If she’s not, invite Holden to come hang for an hour or two—that’ll seal the deal.”
Another pause.
“Yeah, everything is fine. Devyn and I are in Boston. We thought it would be a day trip, but turns out we need to stay the night.”
A few seconds later, Owen smiled.
“Thanks, buddy. I’ll text you the plan for getting them after Devyn lets them know.”
Owen swiped his phone off and looked at me.
“Problem solved. Probably better if we have four hands anyway, in case we need to tie Vera up and carry her home. Plus, I don’t like the idea of leaving you alone around here.”
My heart started to race. “So we’re staying overnight…together?”
A smile curled the ends of Owen’s lips. “Yep. You’re one lucky girl.”
CHAPTER 10
Devyn
After Owen and I stopped at a Target to pick up a change of clothes, we arrived at a hotel downtown, hoping they could accommodate us.
The girl at the desk checked the system to see their availability.
She clicked on some keys. “We do have a room.”
“Actually,” Owen corrected. “As I said, we need two rooms.”
Her eyes widened. “Two separate rooms?”
Owen nodded. “Yes.”
“I’m sorry. I assumed you were together and must’ve heard you wrong.” She tilted her head. “Business trip?”
“Something like that,” he answered.
The girl batted her lashes at Owen and was suddenly extra enthusiastic to help us. I imagined he got hit on like this everywhere he went.
“Okay.” She tapped on some keys. “We do have two separate rooms next door to each other. Will that work?”
He turned to me with a serious look on his face. “Is that far enough away from me?”
I elbowed him. “That’s perfect.” Turning to her, I asked, “Can you put them on two separate cards, though?”
“No.” He held his palm out. “What are you doing?”
“I want to pay for mine,” I said, reaching into my purse. “Actually, you’re helping me, so I should pay for both of them.”
He shoved my wallet away. “This whole thing was my idea, Devyn. I got it. I’m not letting you pay.”
While I hated feeling like I owed him, it seemed he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “Thank you,” I told him, putting my wallet back inside my bag.
“No need to thank me. I’m just glad I didn’t have to leave you here.”
Goose bumps peppered my skin. I couldn’t imagine scouring Boston alone looking for my mother. As much as I’d resisted this trip in the beginning, I knew I’d made the right decision.
The girl handed me my key and Owen his. “If you need anything at all…” she said, looking at him. “My name is Colleen. I’m on until midnight. And more importantly, I’m off after midnight.”
“Thank you,” he replied, seeming unaffected by her proposition.
“That woman deserves to be punched,” I whispered as we walked toward the elevators.
Owen laughed. “She wasn’t very subtle, huh?”
“Just because we aren’t sleeping in the same bed doesn’t mean we’re not together.” I quickly corrected myself. “I mean, we’re not together, but she doesn’t know that.”
“Yeah, that was a little brazen. Kind of reminds me of a spitfire I met one night not too long ago who told me very clearly what she wanted.”
I blushed, realizing he was referring to me. “It was unlike me to let loose…to that extent.”
We stepped into the elevator. “Well, I’m glad you took me along for the ride, even if it was only a fleeting moment.” He pressed the number for our floor. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable by bringing it up.”
I tucked my hair behind my ear. “You didn’t.”
The elevator doors opened, and we stepped out onto our floor.
“What do you say after we drop our stuff, we find the best restaurant around here and go out for a nice dinner?” Owen suggested. “Make the best of this?”
“That’s tempting, but I sort of feel like just crashing in the hotel room,” I told him. “I’m so exhausted from this day. Can we do takeout instead?”
“Of course. I’ll go pick something up while you relax.”
“Are you disappointed we’re not going out?” I asked as we walked down the hall.
“I spend my life in restaurants with clients, Devyn. A low-key dinner here with you sounds even better.”
After we located our rooms, Owen went to his to drop off his stuff. After a minute I heard a knock, but not at the front door. Our rooms were not only next to each other, but there was a door that adjoined them.
He joined me to look at the spectacular Boston skyline outside the window in my room.
“Wow, this is really beautiful,” I said.
“It is,” he agreed, although in the reflection of the glass, I could see him looking at me, not the skyline.