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Libby looked at Kylee, gasping.

Kylee didn’t look at either of us. “Oops.”

“You—” Libby started, shaking her head.

I held my hands up. “You two, uh, sort out who owns them. I’ll make a call about your room.”

I ducked out into the hallway, pulling the door almost closed. I grabbed my phone and called the front desk.

“Front desk, this is Brendan.”

“Brendan, hey. It’s Cooper. Can we get the ladies in 212 moved? There’s water everywhere.”

“Sure can. Uh…let’s see. I have a room open on five, and one…well, that’s a suite.”

“A suite?”

“Yeah, we have a suite open. No reservations on it all week.”

Perfect. “Can you put them in the suite?”

“Yeah, I can do that.”

“Great. Thanks, Brendan.”

“Sure. You need me to send up a bell cart?”

“I’ll come get it. I want to handle this one personally.”

I knocked before letting myself back in. Both girls looked at me. Libby still looked angry, but Kylee was struggling not to grin.

“Ladies, I’m gonna go grab a luggage cart. We’re upgrading you to a suite.” I paused and grinned. “For all the trouble, you know. With the toilet and the air conditioner.”

It was worth it just to see Libby blush.

“Okay,” she said quietly. “Thank you. We’ll have our stuff ready when you get back.”

“No worries. I’ll be back in a second.”

I closed the door, unable to keep myself from grinning.

She looked good when she blushed.

Chapter Five

Libby

Kylee’s smile widened. “You’re blushing.”

I was not in the mood for her teasing.

I rounded on her, pointing. “You’re meddling.”

“Okay, and? Maybe you need a little push, Libby. You two are so into each other.”

No way. I wasn’t into him and he definitely wasn’t into me.

“You can’t mess around like that! What if you’d broken the toilet for real?”

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