The Swap Masquerade by Annabella Michaels

Author:Annabella Michaels [Michaels, Annabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 9

ELLIOTT

I stepped through the front door of the hotel at six fifty-five. It was surprisingly nice and clean, not at all the seedy kind of place I’d worried I might walk into, given the reason for my being there. Although, Tyrion didn’t strike me as the type to frequent No-Tell Motels.

There was no one else inside the lobby, but still, I was thankful the hotel Tyrion had chosen was far away from campus and anyone who might know me. I spotted the set of elevators as soon as I’d walked in and I made a beeline for them, smiling politely at the woman working the front desk as I passed by. I figured if I acted as if I knew what I was doing, she’d assume I was a guest there. It must have worked because she turned her attention back to her computer screen as soon as I reached the elevators.

I pressed the button and tried not to fidget with the car keys in my pocket as I waited for the elevator to arrive. When it did, I climbed inside and punched the button for the tenth floor. The doors slid closed, and I took a few seconds to check over my appearance one last time. After making sure I was thoroughly clean and shaved everywhere, I’d dressed in a brand-new pair of jeans and a gray button-up shirt. I’d considered wearing a tie with it for about half a second before deciding casual would probably be better.

As the elevator neared the tenth floor, I pulled my teal mask out of my back pocket and slid it on over my head, then made sure my hair was in place and sniffed my armpits to make sure my nerves hadn’t caused me to sweat through my deodorant. I still smelled okay, so I concentrated on my breathing as the elevator car came to a stop and the doors slid open.

I counted the room numbers I passed as I walked down the long, carpeted hallway until I was standing outside of room number 1082. I paused, giving myself a moment to decide if this was truly what I wanted, but I already knew the answer. I was sure, deep down, that if I changed my mind, if all I wanted to do was talk, he’d be okay with that.

Only that wasn’t all I wanted. I wanted the man on the other side of the door. I wanted more of his kisses and his touch and the crazy way he made me feel every time he looked at me. I wanted him to be my first, to show me all the things I’d been missing. The realization brought with it a certain level of calmness and before I knew it, I was reaching out and knocking on the door.

I could hear movement on the other side and then the door swung open. The man I called Tyrion stood there, looking even more incredible than he usually did. Wearing dark jeans and

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