A Room Change Part I
“Come on in,” she opened the door and let them in.
Jacqueline was suddenly feeling a moment of regret at
inviting the two men to accompany her. It was crowded with
them both there.
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Wilder looked around, “how the hell did you get the smallest
damn room in the resort?”
“It’s not small. Its fine for one person.”
“Baby,” Rafferty chuckled, “we have suites. How come you
only have a single room?”
Wilder was on his phone texting furiously.
“It’s not so bad.” She cocked her head to one side and
watched as Wilder dialed out a number.
“Mr Vaughn. Is there a problem?”
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“How long have you been my administrative assistant?”
“Ten years.”
“And in those ten years when I ask you to book rooms for my family, in the history of that time have I ever asked you to book one of my family members in a room the size of a fucking shoebox?”
“No sir.”
“So then why the hell is Jacqueline Frost in a room with a full–sized bed and so tight there isn’t even a desk in the room? She’s here to work with me and she has no desk!”
“I’m sorry sir. I put in a single room for her. I didn’t realize –”
“You didn’t realize or you didn’t care?”
“Sir?”
“Wilder, it’s fine,” Jacqueline interjected.
“No. It’s not fine.” He growled and spoke back into the phone. “You find a way right now to get her into a better room.”
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“The resort is sold out, sir. When I was booking for your sister and parents they had the last suites. Jacqueline’s room was
one of the last ones available.”
“You better figure it out.” He hung up the phone as he looked around. “It’s so tight in here if you shower in that enclosure you could splash and soak the bed.”
“It’s not so bad.”
“No. Come on. Rafferty, help me pack up her stuff.”
“Why are we packing up my stuff? You heard your AA. There’s
no other rooms.”
“I have a suite that has two king sized beds in it.” He and Rafferty were making quick work of dumping the things she’d unpacked, which wasn’t much given she’d barely spent any
time in the room at all.
“I can’t stay in your room, Wilder!”
“Yes you can. If you’re worried about sharing a bathroom or whatever, we’ll work out a schedule. My room is adjacent to
Rafferty’s.”
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“I don’t have two beds, but I have a king–sized bed and two pull out sofas. I think you’ll be more comfortable in a bed.”
“But –” she was incredulous as Wilder put her bags from her shopping in her hands.
“Let’s go.”
“What if I need space and to be alone?”
“Then I’ll go to Rafferty’s room until you’re ready to mingle again. I’d offer to sleep in his room with him, but I am not confident the sofa bed is long enough for my body. I’m very
tall.”
“This room is fine.” She was chasing after them as they were
looking around for anything they might have missed.
Rafferty made a show of going into the bathroom, standing under the shower head, and then stretching his arm out closed the bathroom door. He then opened it again from
standing inside the shower. “It’s a shower the size of airline
toilet.”
She made a face, “look, here’s the thing.” She adjusted her
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bags in her hands, “I’ve never actually stayed in a hotel before. I thought this was pretty cool.”
“Babe, no.” Wilder shook his head. “Your mate,” he pointed
to Rafferty, “literally runs an empire of resorts and retreats which are the best of the best and you want us to let you stay in a room his staff would be ashamed to stay in? Simply because you haven’t been in a hotel before doesn’t mean you need to stay in the shittiest room in the resort.”
She was feeling railroaded as the twins managed to get her packed up in under a few minutes and then were ushering her out the door. They moved to the stairs at the end of the hall and were taking them two at a time and she was racing to chase them to the top floor.
“Why are they running?” she grumbled as she followed them. By the time they reached Wilder’s room, she was out of breath. Wilder pointed to the door which was perpendicular to his, “Rafferty is in there. If you get sick of me, either go there or send me there.” He used his key card to get into the room and motioned for her, “come on. In you go.”
“I feel like I’m being pressured here.” She muttered and then her eyes widened as she took in the room. “What the hell?”
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His room was huge. Two king–sized beds. Two desks with rolling chairs. A kitchenette with a small table with two dining chairs. A wall of wardrobes with a built–in television. He
motioned to the bathroom and she gasped. Her entire room could have fitted in his bathroom. She opened her mouth incredulously, “is that a jacuzzi?”
“Yup.” Wilder shook his head and then pulled her to the patio doors and yanked them open, “look at the view.”
Her heart pounded as she took in the sight of the mountain lit up for nighttime skiing and the sound of people in the outdoor bar below filtered up. “Wow.”
He motioned to a little fire table with three chairs on the
deck, “we can even sit out here, around the fire, drink our
wine and cuddle.”
“This is crazy,” she turned to look back at the bedroom part of the room. “You could fit five of my rooms in here!”
“Yeah. Now do you see why it’s not suitable for the princess of
the fae realm?”
She made a face.
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“What?”
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“My parents were in my room, and they didn’t say a thing.”
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