The Love Inn

2.winter storm (part ii).

Please play this song as you read this chapter (Chasing the sun by Hilary Duff) thank you.

Emily's pov.
Getting down from the taxi after paying for my fare, I faced the twenty-four story building that it's architectural design is more of a museum than a hotel.
I already feel so exhausted and it's barely six in the evening. As I walked into the building I noticed the interior is more beautiful than the outside. After looking around for a while I sighted the receptionist sitting behind a very big glass table.

With a practiced smile the lady behind the table said "welcome to the Wallace hotel, how may I help you". "Yes a reservation was made for a room under the name Rogers", "Mrs. Rogers I presume". I did not bother to correct her cause at the age of 28 I'm technically supposed to be married, so I put on a fake smile and replied to her with a yes. "Here is your keycard Mrs. Rogers, your room number is 405 on the 10th floor have a lovely stay". "Thank you, and I will"

Alexander's pov.
I cannot believe I missed the meeting and all because of that idiotic girl that blocked my car, I could have gotten to the meeting on time but thanks to her I had to spend 5 extra minutes waiting for the traffic light to turn green. Now I'm stuck in this annoying town for another day because the stupid meeting has been postponed, my father is not going to overlook this incident and that would give him a reason not to hand over the position of CEO to me. I mean I know I was a fuck up a few years ago but after my father threatened to give his position to my cousin I had to reset my brain and stop partying, drinking, and having meaningless sex with different women.

I'm going to need a place to stay so I call my best friend Roger to help me book a room in a hotel. "Hey man, what's up with you are u still in Manhattan?". "Yes I am Roger. Listen I need a favor from you". "Anything for you A-lister". I inwardly cringed at the nickname my friend called me, I mean it was okay the times I used to party like an animal but right now it just sounds terrible. "I need you to help me book a room in a hotel for me for tonight man". "Isn't this job meant for your assistant cause I can't keep doing this which means you my friend need to suck it up and get a permanent assistant, one that would last for at least 3 months".
I know I will look for one next week but right now you got to help me". "Fine, I'll book you a room at Wallace right now, it would be under the name Roger". "Thanks man your the best, I got to go now call you later", and with that, I end the call with my friend so that I could put in the name of the hotel into the GPS.

I walk into the hotel and right up to the receptionist there and before she could pull up some meaningless greetings and formalities I cut her short." I have a room under the name Roger, can you just tell me what room it is and give me the keys". "Oh you must be Mr. Rogers I presume, your-", I did not let her finish her pleasantries and whatnot and I barked out at her. "Keys, now" and with fear evident, in her eyes she quickly scurried away to get it. "Here you go sir, room 405 on the 10th floor.
Have a lov-", I cut her pleasantries off again by walking away. She might think I'm rude but I don't care.

Inside the elevator, I quickly remove my shades and press the 10th floor on the button, thankfully I'm the only one inside so I don't have to be worried about being recognized by people. I walk out of the elevator and down the corridor looking for room 405. I mentally release a sigh of relief as I see the room door with 405 on it.
As I open the door I drop my briefcase on the counter and start to strip off my clothing leaving me only in boxers.
With a loud thud, I lay face down on the plush bed, but I'm instantly invaded with a sweet strawberry-like smell. I ignored it thinking it's the fabric softener for the bedsheets, but that isn't until I heard the door of my bathroom closing and the sight in front of me is tempting to pass. Right in front of me is a woman with only a white set of lingerie on. Even though she wasn't facing me I could tell that she is very sexy. I don't usually get affected by the mere sight of a woman in underwear so I'm wondering what made her so different to make me tickle. As I called her attention by clearing my throat, she suddenly turned around and screamed like she had seen a ghost. I mean for someone who was sent here to warm my bed by my friend she sure doesn't seem professional about it.

Emily's pov
I decided to take a warm shower to help relieve today's stress and as I come out of the bathroom with my underwear on and a towel wrapped around my body, I'm faced with a glorious looking adonis lying on my bed. I'm wondering how he got into my room but I couldn't help but stare at his toned body like a freak. I was so lost in thought that I didn't realize that I was caught staring, and he had this stupid smirk on his face like he knew what was going through my head.
I built up the courage to confront him like I wasn't just caught gawking at his body. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room," I asked him.