Page 176 of The Sleep With Your Enemy's Sister Situation

I moved away from the door.

I strutted through the hotel room and smirked when I saw the bed.

When I glanced back at Riff, he shook his head.

“Are you really going to make me leave?” I asked.

“Do you really think you’re going to spend the night here?”

I jumped for the bed and crashed down on it.

I sank right down.

“What is the plan here, Fi?” Riff asked.

“The plan is you’re going to get my bag out of the hallway,” I said.

“What?” Riff yelled.

“I brought a bag. Did you really think I didn’t plan this out?”

“You drove all the way here…”

I held my hand up. “I got what I wanted. Now I get to crash in a hotel room.”

“You’re spending the night.”

“Unless you kick me out,” I said. “Think you can do that?”

Riff turned away from me.

I heard him open the hotel room door.

It shut again with a thud.

The lock latched.

Riff tossed my bag toward the bed.

“Thank you, Griffin,” I said.

“Don’t even try the cute voice stuff on me.”

“Come on. Have a little fun with me.”

“We just did. I had you pinned against the door and was inside you.”

I nodded. “True.”

We were quiet for a second or two.

Then I pointed to the large windows. “Balcony.”

“Yeah.”

“Nice place here.”

“It’s a hotel. I sleep here. That’s it.”

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