Page 22 of Shark 2

He shook his head. “I made no such agreement.”

As he walked by, I pinched his butt, earning a growl from him, which made me smile wide.

I stepped through the revolving doors and into the lobby of the luxurious hotel. The high ceilings and wide-open floor plan made it seem even larger than it was. There were plush carpets and elegant chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The walls were adorned with large paintings and sculptures, creating a sophisticated atmosphere. In the center of the lobby was a large, ornate desk where a concierge was assisting a couple checking in. Behind the desk was a wall of windows that allowed natural light to flood the room, illuminating everything in a warm glow.

To my right, a group of businessmen were gathered in one of the many seating areas, discussing the day's meetings over coffee. To my right, a couple was relaxing on plush couches, cuddling together as they sipped on their drinks.

Throughout the lobby, hotel staff bustled about, attending to guests’ needs and ensuring that everything was in order. I could hear the hum of activity, the low murmur of conversations, and the gentle sounds of classical music playing softly in the background.

“Let’s hurry and check in so we can drop our suitcases off,” Reed said and walked to get in line.

He hadn’t said two words to me since the comment on the plane. I had to find a way to break the ice and get us back to where we were after our date.

I hated that I had to suck it up and act like nothing had happened when I was in pain, but it was for the best.

Skipping over to join him in line, I put my arms around his waist and squeezed. “What are we going to have for dinner?”

He looked down at me and a half smile appeared. “What would you like? There’s almost every type of food here that you could think of.”

“Um, you pick. I’ll eat anything,” I said and shrugged my shoulders.

“We can go to one of my favorite restaurants, it’s just a block away, and you’ll definitely love the food,” he said with a smile.

I leaned my head against his shoulder and tightened my grip around his waist. “Sounds great.”

It was finally our turn to check in, but instead of going with him, I walked back to the others.

“How do you feel about going to a club tonight?” Grant asked.

“A club?” I asked and looked up at him.

“Yeah, dancing and drinking.” He smirked. “The twins love clubs.”

Looking over at the scowling Jong-min, I couldn’t see it. “Um, okay.” I would love to see the twins enjoying themselves, so going to a club to get them to dance sounded super fun.

“We’re checked in,” Reed said as he rejoined us with five keycards in his hand. “Fortieth floor.”

I swallowed hard and followed them towards the elevators. “That’s … high.”

“You’ll be fine,” Jong-hyun said and slipped an arm around my waist, pulling me so our hips pressed together while we stood in the elevator.

The elevator started moving up and I inhaled sharply at the disorienting feeling. “Sharks don’t like heights that don’t involve water. You’re fine with it because cats always land on their feet.”

Jong-min chuckled behind me.

“Perhaps you just need to work on your balance then,” Jong-hyun whispered. “Do not worry, love, we will catch you if you fall.”

Would they be there to catch me if I fell if Reed left?

“What are our room arrangements?” I asked to rid myself of that thought.

“Well, we figured you would probably flit between our beds and not need your own,” Grant said. “So, we have two adjoining rooms with two beds each. Reed and I are sharing one room and the twins are sharing the other room.”

“Sounds good to me,” I replied with a wide smile.

Our rooms were really nice with a great view of the city. Being so high up gave me almost instant vertigo, though, so I didn’t get right up to the windows to look out.

I fell down onto the bed Jong-min had chosen and rolled onto my side to look out the windows they’d opened the curtains on.

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