Rags to Royals (Royals Gone Rogue Book 3) by Erin Nicolle & Erin Nicholas

Author:Erin Nicolle & Erin Nicholas [Nicolle, Erin & Nicholas, Erin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EN Fiction, Inc.
Published: 2024-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Scarlett

This is definitely not the Hampton Inn with free Wi-Fi and complimentary breakfast.

I wonder for a second if Cian knows about free breakfast at motels. Or that people sometimes have to pay for wi-fi.

But then I step onto the hotel elevator and as the doors swish shut quietly and the soft instrumental music drifts to me and Cian pushes the button for the twenty-second floor, I realize that no, he probably doesn’t.

And he’s still a good guy. So that’s okay.

But he stays in places like palaces. And the Windsor Court hotel. In the Presidential Suite. Even when he’s entertaining a woman he picked up at a strip club just for the weekend.

I loved that suite. I’d had no idea hotels had rooms like that. The room has a baby grand piano in it for fuck’s sake. Who needs a piano in their hotel room? It’s also got two bedrooms, but Henry is still staying in a room on the floor below us. Because…well, the last time we were here we made use of all the rooms, just the two of us. Including both bathrooms. And both terraces. And yes, I was loud.

I feel my heart rate speed up and work on not laughing giddily.

I’d realized we were headed to New Orleans as soon as we pulled onto the exit for the airport. And I love that we’re back in New Orleans where we met. We’re having a do-over of that magical weekend. But this time we both know everything.

I didn’t, however, realize how this would all affect me when we actually got here. I’m hit with excitement and, okay, lust. But also the strangest sense of nostalgia. I never thought I’d be back here. I definitely never thought I’d be back here with Cian.

God, our weekend together had truly been like a fantasy.

The sense of dropping back into a dream had hit me when we’d pulled into the front circle, and I’d seen the fountain and gorgeous trees and flowers surrounding the hotel entrance. The scent of the hotel lobby, the décor, the way Cian had rested his hand on my hip possessively as we checked in all thrust me back in time and I’d found myself swallowing against the emotions that made my throat feel suddenly tight.

I’d honestly wondered if I’d ever come back to New Orleans. I’d loved living in the city, but even though I hadn’t consciously made the decision, I realized as we walked through the airport that I’d put “fun weekend get-aways and vacations” on my list of things I didn’t get to do anymore.

Oh, people in Emerald go on vacation. Some girlfriend groups maybe even do weekend girl trips. But I’d realized that I didn’t think I was going to do them anymore.

People would judge. People would decide that I was spending my money frivolously if I took Mariah on a trip or being an irresponsible parent if I left her at home. If anyone knew I’d jetted off to New Orleans this

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