Page 24 of Talk About… Secrets
“So, Beck, I hear you bought out the whole place for the weekend. My cousin Bianca is trying to come early. Stick to it. Don’t share any of those rooms. She can go find a hotel in town for the night. I’m sure we’ll hear all about it, but lord, I just want to stick it to her one time before I have to deal with her bullshit all week.”
“Whatever you need,” he promised easily. “We’ve got things to finish up anyway, we don’t need her here right now getting in the way.”
“Are you still coming early, too, then?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral.
That had all the guys’ attention. They were all staring at the phone now, waiting for her response. She let out a sigh that I knew meant she was staying with Nolan for the night.
My sisterhatedchanging plans. She was too meticulous for that.
All I could feel was relief.
“No, I’ll stay here. It’s just you guys again for the last night. You can get whatever you need to get finished. Oh, and don’t forget to send me along the pictures you took. I appreciate you guys so much for putting together these center pieces and everything. It means a lot to me… to us,” she corrected.
“No problem. It’s been kind of nice to enjoy the peace and quiet out here,” I reassured her.
She snorted. “Like you don’t get that enough in Rockwood Valley already.”
“Yeah, yeah,” I muttered. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you, bye.”
I hung up quickly, not giving her a chance to go on another rant or hold me on the phone for another hour.
“Well, looks like we’ve got you to ourselves for one last night,” Spencer said, rubbing his hands together like he was already making plans.
My body was already sore from our night together but his words had my omega perking up. She was obviously insatiable for her pack.
Then I heard her voice.
Bianca’s nasally tone echoed into the room from the lobby, her voice rising higher with each word. I don’t think I’ve ever moved so fast, ducking under the conference table and hiding.
Beck scooted his chair back, looking down at me with a raised eyebrow. I just shook my head, refusing to speak and hiding behind the base of the table that obscured me from view.
“What do you mean I don’t have a room? I booked one!”
“Sorry, ma’am. You booked it for Monday through Sunday, not today.” The receptionist was holding firm and I had a new appreciation for the woman.
“You mean you don’t have a single room available in this entire place? There’s no one here!” she shrieked. “The parking lot was empty!”
“We cannot divulge guest information, ma’am,” the poor receptionist said, keeping her voice even despite my cousin acting like an all-out banshee.
“Surely, there’s someone I can talk to. Someone aboveyourstation?”
“She sounds like a downright peach, doesn’t she?” Cade said, the sarcasm dripping from his tone.
“She’s awful,” I hissed. “Why do you think we’re going through all this?”
Then I snapped my mouth shut, covering it with my hand, as heels echoed on the floor. Another seat of quick footsteps hurried after them as they approached the conference room.
“Ma’am, I asked you to stay at the front desk,” the receptionist said, her voice sharp this time. “You are not permitted back here. This is an employee-only hallway.”
“I don’t care!” she said. “Do you know how much money my family is paying for this venue for the week? Your superiorswillbe hearing about this.”
Who knew Bianca was such a Karen. Oh who am I kidding, she’s some of the worst.
“Yes, I’m very aware of our pricing, ma’am, but that does not permit you to come into employee-only areas,” she reiterated.
Someone needed to give this woman a raise. Her professionalism was unmatched.
There was a tense silence and I just knew that my cousin was craning her neck around the receptionist, trying to see into the conference room.
