Page 46 of My Temptation

I knew what she meant. After all the shit we went through with the flight, even considering going back to the lobby to argue with the woman at the front desk that we were given the wrong room was too much to consider.

With a frustrated sound, Mila dropped her bag and pulled her phone from her pocket. After hitting a few buttons, she held it between us so we could talk. It was only seconds until I heard Kyle’s voice. “You finally make it?”

“Just got here. Why am I staring at one bed?” Mila asked while I put down the luggage I was carrying.

Kyle chuckled. “Sorry, kids. Didn’t want to be the one to tell you that they only had one room available, and you’re standing in it.”

“Dammit,” she cursed. “I’ll call the front desk.”

“Don’t bother,” Kyle said. “I didn’t do it to be a jackass. Nothing else was available anywhere. Apparently, this festival is a big deal. Once I learned that from the receptionist, I booked you to stay the remainder of the time, so your cover rings true.”

“Our cover?” Ethan rubbed his hand over his face. “I thought we were just a couple on vacation.”

“Well, now you’re a couple there for the festival. It’s a lot less suspicious that you would have heard about the festival and planned your vacation.”

“Makes sense,” I agreed.

“After you called me to push back your arrival, I called the front desk to change your time, and the woman who answered explained that the only reason they even had a room available was because a couple had to leave due to a family emergency. It was only luck I booked when I did.”

“Can’t you do what you do and make a room available?” I asked, knowing it was a long shot.

“I could, but that wouldn’t be fair to the families who booked this trip months ago.” He sighed. “If you want me to do that, just say the word.”

“No,” I answered abruptly. “You’re right. We can make it work.”

“You sound tired,” Kyle pointed out.

“We’re exhausted. We tried to get some sleep at the airport, but you know how that goes. You’re not really sleeping. It's more like resting your eyes. Except Mila.” I glanced at her and grinned slightly. “She can sleep anywhere.”

“Good to know.” Kyle chuckled. “Do you at least have a view?”

Mila shook her head and walked to the windows. “Pool view. As far as I know, the pool is only for guests, so unless he’s staying here, which would be coincidental, our view is useless.”

“Go to the lake,” Kyle replied. “Seems like there’s a lot of shit to do there.”

Mila lifted her head. “You’re lucky we’re over 1500 miles away right now.”

Kyle laughed, and I shook my head. He was enjoying this way too much. “That’s exactly why I didn’t tell you face-to-face. Call us with updates. Brody’s anxious.”

“I think we all are,” I replied before saying goodbye and watching Mila slide her phone back into her pocket.

“Guess we could drive around and see if there’s anything else with vacancies.”

“I’m not getting back in that car.” Mila spun to face me. “We’ll make do.”

I frowned at the loveseat. “I can sleep on that.”

“I could too, but that’s ridiculous. We both need a good night’s sleep so we can start fresh tomorrow. Pretend I’m one of the guys. I’m sure you’ve shared a bed with one of them in the past.”

“You’re forgetting I’m new to this,” I reminded her. “I usually set up the security systems. If I have to travel to do that, it’s with Brody, and we just get separate hotel rooms.”

“Well”—she sighed—“this isn’t unusual when you’re in the field.”

“So you’ve had to do this?”

She nodded. “Yeah, a few times with other agents and especially during my last assignment with Nick. We slept at the clubhouse a few times and shared his bed. We were supposed to be dating, so it made sense that he would take me there for parties, and I’d stay.”

“Was it awkward?” I asked.

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