Page 115 of Marrying Off My Husband

“Yeah, could be.”

The elevator doors slid open, and we exited, stepping into the hall and heading to the right as the sign indicated.

“What room is it?” she asked.

“Uh, 5300,” I answered as I stared down at the little card they’d given me along with the keys.

“Right, all the way at the end. That’s our luck,” she said with a coy smile.

I nodded in agreement as we trudged along down to a set of double doors. I hadn’t booked a suite. Maybe we’d been upgraded because of the trouble.

I reached around Eve and pressed my key against the lock pad. A green light flashed, and I tugged the door open.

Eve stepped inside first, her eyebrows knitting as she scanned the large space. A heart-shaped hot tub stood near the large windows that overlooked the slopes. A small living room sat to our right and a giant king-sized bed was on the left.

Heat rose in my cheeks at the set-up, complete with champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries.

Eve wrinkled her nose, picking up the note next to the delectable items. “Congratulations on your nuptials, enjoy a sweet treat on us to celebrate your lives together? What is this?”

She snapped her gaze to me, her features questioning.

I tugged the note from her hands and scanned it before I sighed. “The honeymoon suite, I’m betting.”

“Why would they–”

We both locked eyes with each other and uttered one word at the same time. “Louise.”

My head fell back between my shoulder blades as realization dawned. Louise must have changed our reservation, likely in a desperate attempt to bring us back together.

Eve grabbed the note again as I tossed it next to the empty flutes near the chilled champagne. “Oh, Louise. Well, her heart was in the right place. She probably thought she was doing something nice.”

“Yeah,” I mentioned as I shuffled a few more steps into the room. “I think she thinks we’re moving along too slowly.”

“Is it just me or do things feel like they are moving both slow and fast with Louise and Theo?” Eve asked.

“Yes,” I said with a bob of my head as I twisted to face her. “Yes, they are. I mean…they seem to have hit it off. The way they acted at the amusement park looked promising, but almost a littletoopromising.”

“Yeah,” Eve answered as she hefted her bag onto the luggage rack in the closet. “I don’t know, maybe I’m just too inexperienced to know how these things go, but…I’ve never done that in public.”

I shook my head. “Me neither.”

She heaved a sigh as she plopped onto the edge of the bed. “I guess I’ve never been in love.”

The words crushed me a little, but I couldn’t expect anything from her.

“I mean, if that’s what the standard is for it,” she said as she stared at the patterned carpet under her feet.

“Do you think it is?” I asked, wanting to hear her say no.

She shrugged, glancing up at me. “I don’t know. My sister would probably say it is. But she loves public displays of affection, too. She likes to flaunt things. And she’s been in love. At least, that’s what she says.”

It wasn’t the answer I wanted. I tightened my grip on the strap of my bag. “Maybe these people just don’t know what love really is.”

“Audrey probably knows better than I do. I usually never get a second call.”

“Good point. I’m the same. But still…I…”

“What?” she prodded.

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