Page 6 of My Wildest Obsession

Me coming with Theo was a last minute decision and I was meant to adjust the room reservation to two rooms…except, I forgot.

“Sorry, do you have another room that I can book as well?” I ask.

“No, I’m sorry, miss, but we’re completely booked. There are several conferences happening in town this weekend.”

“Great,” I sigh. “Just the one room then.”

She takes Theo’s card and I peek at him out of the corner of my eye. He’s still busy on his phone and I debate my options.

I could tell him what happened, but I already know that he won’t take it well. I’m tired and I don’t want to deal with his grumpy temper tantrum.

I could take the key, try to get to the elevator before him and just leave him in the lobby. If he’s still distracted by his phone, then I might have a chance. I could make it up to my room and then ignore him for the rest of the night, but I can only imagine the fallout from that.

“Here you are,” the hotel receptionist says as she passes me the room key.

“Thanks.”

I take the key and decide to go with my second plan. I grab my bags and tiptoe past Theo. I only make it a few feet before he’s falling into step beside me. I pick up my pace and he frowns, glancing up from his phone for a moment.

I start jogging and he huffs.

“What’s happening here?” He asks as I grind to a halt outside the elevators.

“Just excited to get upstairs,” I lie.

The elevator doors open and we step on. I hit the button for the twelfth floor and we ride up in silence. Theo is back to staring at his phone and when the doors open, I make a run for it. I manage to get the key card in the door and then partially open before Theo races after me.

I throw my bags into the room and am about to slam the door closed when Theo pushes it open.

“What the hell are you doing?” He snaps, looking confused and pissed off at the same time.

“Oh, didn’t see you there.”

“You just tried to slam the door in my face!” He says incredulously. “You threw your bags in here like the place was on fire.”

“Did I?”

“Clara!” He snaps.

“They only have one room,” I admit, kicking my bags out of the way and closing the door.

“You were going to just leave me in the hallway!” He steams after a moment, and I shrug.

“You’re a big strong guy. You would have been fine.”

He glares at me and stomps further into the room.

“They messed up our reservations? I’ll call and handle it.”

“No! No, they didn’t. I did. I forgot to make a reservation for another room.”

He freezes, staring between me and the one bed.

“Are you hitting on me? Are you trying to sleep with me?” He asks, and my mouth drops open.

“No! Oh my God, no! This was an honest mistake,” I insist.

He frowns, turning to look around the room.

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