Page 50 of The Odds of Happily Ever After
I chuckled. “I have a suite?”
“You and Lonz are sharing one with two bedrooms. Jason and I are in the suite across from yours, and Gabe’s beside us.”
Gabe frowned. “I booked a regular room.”
“Jason upgraded it when he booked ours,” Ate explained.
“He shouldn’t have done that.”
“I told him you wouldn’t like that, but he insisted so it’ll be easier to hang out.”
“You’re annoyed you got a free upgrade?” Lonzo asked.
Gabe shook his head, and Ate answered for him. “It’s the principle of the matter.”
The elevator stopped at the twenty-fifth floor, and the doors opened to a wide hallway with thick blue carpeting and what looked like damask wall panels in silvery blue.
Following Ate and Lonzo to the right wing, I glanced back at Gabe, who still looked bothered.
He met my eyes and mouthed, “Okay?”
My feet slowed down. “That was supposed to be my question for you.”
“Jason’s a meddler,” he muttered as fell in step beside me.
I chuckled because Ate would probably say the same about me when it came to her and Jason’s relationship. “He means well. At least you still have your own room.”
He grunted. “What about you? Is everything okay?”
“Of course.” I kept my tone casual. “Why wouldn’t it be?”
“You seemed . . .” He scrutinized my face, as though he was trying to see right inside my head. “Upset. Downstairs.”
Oh my God. Of course he’d noticed my reaction. Could anything be more embarrassing?
I plastered on a smile. “I’m just tired. I still need to catch up on sleep.”
His eyes narrowed. “Are you sure?—”
“Hey!” Lonzo called out from the end of the hall, where he and Ate were watching us. “Our rooms are over here.”
“Right.” Trying to ignore the weight of Gabe’s stare, I hurried to my siblings. “This ours?” I nodded to the door on the right.
“Yes.” Ate handed Gabe a keycard and nodded at the door diagonally across our own. “You’re in there. 2503.”
“Thanks. I’ll see you for lunch?” he said to her.
“Uh huh. Reservation’s at noon, but come over whenever you’re ready,” Ate answered. “I’ll hang out with Lu and Lonzo.”
“Alright.” Without looking at me again, he unlocked his door and disappeared inside the room.
When I met Ate’s eyes, they held a world of questions but she didn’t say anything.
Lonzo opened the door for us and headed straight for one of the armchairs in the fancy living area. “What’s up with you and that guy?” he asked as he sat, his legs sprawling across the carpeted floor.
“Nothing.” I pretended to admire the suite even though I couldn’t pay attention to a single detail. “This place is amazing.”
“I don’t like him.”
