Room at the Inn by Drew Marvin Frayne

Author:Drew Marvin Frayne [Frayne, Drew Marvin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NineStar Press, LGBT, romance, gay, holiday, seasonal, businessman
Publisher: NineStar Press, LLC
Published: 2017-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

HE SENT JENNY home early. A little Christmas present for her. Karla was speaking to him by the time she went home at eleven, though he knew he would continue to hear about how he had “messed with” her breakfast for the next few days at least.

Aside from housekeeping, he was the only person working in the hotel. Again. The Browns had checked out, long gone and on their way to Disney World. The drunk was gone, too. They had only one reservation for today, coming in late. And one guest to check out: Mr. Marino.

Guests are supposed to check out by noon, but noon came and went, and no Mr. Marino. Didn’t matter. They didn’t need the room. And Jason wasn’t in a hurry to see him anyway.

He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know what to think. He knew that he wished he was gone already. And he knew that he wished even more Mr. Marino wasn’t going anywhere at all. And he knew that he was leaving, knew that he would never see him again. Jason knew a lot, and knew nothing at the same time.

He still didn’t know Mr. Marino’s first name.

Jason sat at the desk. Exhaustion hit him hard, and he felt his eyes involuntarily drooping shut. He poured himself some coffee and, with Karla gone, grabbed whatever was left in the kitchen—a banana, an orange, a small box of cereal. So this was his Christmas dinner. He sat at the desk, eating the cereal dry. The corporate magazine lay in front of him. He really didn’t want to read again about how Mamá Munoz had worked hard to change her life and the lives of her sons. He worked hard. Damned hard. But his life wasn’t changing. It was stagnant. Empty. Empty as the hotel, empty as this Christmas was turning out to be. Jason thought of Mr. Marino. His eyes dampened. He swallowed hard. Picking up the magazine, he disgustedly tossed it into the trash.

“You left,” said a voice behind him. Mr. Marino.

Jason swallowed and forced a smile. “Good afternoon. Are you ready to check out?”

Mr. Marino leaned against the desk and looked at Jason. “Why did you leave?” His voice was tense, clipped. He seemed—angry.

“I didn’t want to disturb you,” Jason said quietly, tapping away at his keyboard. Anything to distract from answering his questions. “I had to get back to work.”

“You left at ten. You weren’t scheduled to be back here until noon.”

Jason looked up. “How did you know that?”

Mr. Marino tried to lock eyes with Jason’s, but Jason avoided his gaze. “Answer my question first. Why didn’t you stay? Was this just some hookup for you? Do you think I―”

“I don’t even know your first name!” Jason said, a little louder than he intended. His small outburst seemed to take some of the tension out of room. He sighed. “I don’t know what you think happened between us. I don’t know what I think happened between us. It was amazing.

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