Tulsa by S.L. Scott

Author:S.L. Scott [Scott, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781940071695
Publisher: S.L. Scott
Published: 2018-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

24

Tulsa

We step up to the counter and lean in to make sure no one else hears us. “We’re locked out of our room.”

The woman looks back and forth between the two of us as if we’re criminals and she’s about to call the police to report us. Then she lowers her head and starts typing. “I’ll need to see your ID, sir.”

“Well, that’s a funny story actually . . .” She looks up, not amused. I want to tell her how I just married this stunning woman, the love of my life, and I wanted to carry her over the threshold, but since we’re not allowed to talk about it, I say, “I put it right on the dresser but then stepped out, and the door closed.”

“Pity. Unfortunately, without ID, I can’t issue a new key.” She turns her attention to Nikki. “Do you have ID? I can look up the room with your credit card or driver’s license.”

Nikki sighs and rests her head on my arm. “I don’t. On some very bad advice, I tossed my purse into the room . . . before the door closed on us.”

The front desk clerk begins typing furiously, the keyboard taking the brunt of her irritation. “What’s your name?”

“Tulsa Crow.”

Nikki turns around and starts people watching while we wait.

Typing and more typing ensues.

Then she stops. Her gaze slides up from the screen to me. “I’ve got no time for jokes. It may be three in the morning, but please save your pranks for another day.”

“What prank? I don’t understand.”

“The name you claim as yours is one of our VIP guests, but you know that already.” She whispers between tensed lips, “Please leave, or I’ll call security.”

“But I’m him. Me. I’m Tulsa. For real. I play in a band—”

“Next you’ll tell me she’s the lead singer of Faris Wheel.” Turning to the side, she raises her arm into the air. “Security!”

“Wait! I really can prove who I am. You can look me up onli—”

“Back away from the desk.”

Nikki is laughing, but I’m really getting annoyed. I just want to be with my wife. “Tulsa?” I know the voice as soon as I hear it. I stare at the clerk behind the counter, hoping Dex keeps on walking. “Hey, what’s up, man?” Dex asks just as Nikki turns around. Furrowing his brow in confusion, he checks the time on his watch. “Hey, Nikki. What are you guys up to at this hour?”

Rochelle is tucked under his arm, and with a smile, she says, “Hi, guys.”

And then the worst acting ever begins. Over-the-top exaggeration of everything, I start with my fake surprise expression when I look at Nikki. “Nikki? What are you doing here?”

If she weren’t giving me her are-we-really-doing-this look with pursed lips and narrowed eyes, I know she’d be smiling. Paddling to friendlier waters, I do smile. “Rochelle, good to see you.” I hug her, hoping to muffle any questions she might have regarding why Nikki and I are together at the front desk at three in the morning.

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