Page 69 of Leah

She blinked at me.“John?”

I smiled brightly. “John.”

“Huh.”

“Anyway, I got my name down, so if I can have that key, that’d be splendid.”

She opened up a drawer and ruffled through the keys, all the while staring out the window with those eyes so narrow, I could hardly see her irises.

“Your room comes with a breakfast,” she told me. “Bacon and eggs if that’s your thing—”

“Maybe. Depends how early we leave.”

“Where do you gotta be?”

I just looked at her, my mind blowing tumbleweeds all over the place. “We don’t know yet. We…take every day as it comes.” Then I changed the subject. “This is a nice office.”

“No, it’s not,” she retorted.

Now, I was speechless, staring at her as she rolled her eyes. When she handed me my key, I got out of there ASAP.

Woman was weird.

What—

I couldn’t even.

“Don’t look back,” I told Carter sternly, grabbing him by the arm.

“What’s wrong—”

“Just walk.”

I led him down the line of rooms and stopped when I saw number 15. We got soaked by the rain, and it was getting old already. As if this part of the world didn’t get enough of it.

“Everything alright?” he asked.

“I swear, some people can recognize you just looking at the back of your head,” I told him with a scowl.

“Someone recognized me?”

“She said you looked familiar. Honestly, Carter, can you not walk anywhere without being noticed? It’d be nice if you looked as pathetically normal as the rest of us.” I shoved the key in and opened the door. Immediately, the smell of dust and old sheets slammed into me as I stepped inside the room.

“It’s a bit of a curse,” he said, turning on the light as he walked in after me. “And you don’t look pathetically normal.”

I sneered at that, shooting him a sceptical look. “She said I looked like something a cat dragged in.”

His eyes travelled my body from head to toe. “That’s because you’re drenched in rain, beautiful.”

Yeah, well, it sucked.

Why couldn’t I look like those hot girls in the movies that looked sexually pleasing to the eye the second they got their bodies drenched in rain in front of men that looked like Carter?

Unfair, Universe. Unfair.

He shut the door behind him, and we kicked off our shoes, all the while looking around the most unfortunate looking room I’d ever seen.

It had two single beds, a lime-coloured rug probably from the 80’s that was frayed and worn out from overuse. There were panels on the blinds that were askew, barely blinding anyonefrom a view inside the room if they were seriously intent on it. The television was more a black box looking thing and there were magazines on the nightstand of celebrities from years past.

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