Room 452

I give him a disgusted look. “You’re not getting in my head Sawyer. Todd is nothing like you, and that’s a good thing.”

He smiles down at me. “I wasn’t trying to get in your head.” His eyes lower down from my face.

I push past him and pick up the phone. “Yes, can you please bring a spare key for room 452 to room 583. We had one of our employees get locked out. Thank you.”

I slam the phone back down onto the receiver. “Feel free to wait in the hall.”

He walks back over to the other side of the bed and lays down. “How’d you manage to get the king bed, but I’m stuck with two queens?”

I smile at him. “The only reason you don’t have a roommate is because the resort threw in an extra room at no charge.”

He gets cozier. “Let’s swap. I’d hate to see a bed like this go to waste.”

I cock an eyebrow at him. “The way I see it, you went to bed alone. I had plans to meet someone.”

He smirks at me. “Subconsciously or consciously you ruined those plans on purpose. How’d you end up in my room anyway? You memorize all the employees’ room numbers or just mine?”

I don’t dignify him with an explanation. “Yes Sawyer, that’s exactly what happened.” I say sarcastically.

I grab my phone off the nightstand to text Todd. Sawyer scooches over to me. “What are you doing?” He asks.

“None of your business.” I clip back.

He grins at me. “You’re texting Todd?”

I roll my eyes. “If you must know, then yes I am.”

He grabs the phone from my hands before I can stop him. “Hey! Give that back!” I shout.

He has already slid across to the other side of the bed. “You up?” He asks then laughs. “Jesus Blake, you actually fucking booty called him.”

I place my hand on my hip. “So? Like you haven’t done it a million times.”

He glances his eyes up from the phone at me and smirks. “I have way more game than this.”

Then he starts typing on my phone. I open my eyes wide. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I shout as I run over to the other side of the bed to get the phone back.

He lifts the phone out of my reach and continues typing a message. “Give it back!” I try hitting his side, but he barely even notices. “Sawyer!” I try again.

He laughs. “Relax. I’m just making sure that he brings his A-game tonight.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “And why would you want that?”

He smirks down at me. “Because I never warm a woman up without making her finish.”

I feel my face flush as I think about what he said. I blink a few times to pull myself together then I hold out my hand for him to give me the phone back. “What did you say?”

He shakes his head. “Nuh uh! We have to wait until he responds so that you don’t go do something dumb like text him that was me.”

A couple minutes later there’s a knock on the door. “Oh thank God! Took them long enough. C’mon get out of my room.” I say as I walk over to the door to grab his room key.

I swing the door open. “Thanks so much for bringin-.” I lean my head back in confusion. “Todd?”

He smiles at me. “Hey.” He turns and looks to the side. “Were you expecting someone else?”

I try to close the door a little so he doesn’t see Sawyer here, but of course Sawyer’s hand comes out and opens it wider. “Todd, my man!” He grins at him while he leans his arm against the doorframe with his body pressed up against my back.

I step away from him, which is probably a mistake because then Todd sees that Sawyer is barely clothed. Todd takes a step back and his smile drops from his face. “Oh sorry. I didn’t realize you had someone here.” He actually fucking apologizes like he interrupted something.