Room 452

I elbow Sawyer back into the room, and I step out into the hall. I try to explain, but Todd continues. “I misunderstood your text. I didn’t realize you were with Sawyer.”

“He’ll be gone in a second. He just got locked out of his room. They are bringing him a new key right now. Just give me a second.” I say.

Todd gives me an awkward smile. “Maybe another time.” He mumbles as he continues to walk backwards.

Fucking hell! I am not letting Sawyer ruin this for me. I march right up to him. “Todd, wait.” I wrap my arms around his neck and press my lips to his. He’s hesitant at first, but then he wraps his arm around my back and kisses me back.

I hear my door open behind me, and I swear to God, I am going to kill Sawyer if he interrupts us.

“Hey Blake, mind if I steal a drink from your mini fridge?” I pull apart from Todd and glare daggers back at Sawyer.

He throws up his hands. “Oh sorry. Didn’t mean to interrupt.” He walks back into my room.

I turn back toward Todd, and he gives me a sympathetic smile. “I’ll let you handle this. We have all week, right?”

I give him a small smile, and then he turns and walks away. I clench my fists at my side, trying to rein in my rage. It doesn’t help.

I turn back around and march angrily toward my room. I burst through the door. “Sawyer!” He looks at me with wide eyes. “What the fuck was that?” I scream.

He smiles then as he pours himself a drink. “What was what?”

I feel my anger rising. “What do you mean what? You fucking tried to make it look like we were together!”

His smile grows. “We were together.”

I let out a frustrated noise. “What the fuck happened to guaranteeing I get off?” I shout back.

He raises an eyebrow at me. “Do you want me to help you finish that?”

“Why did you text Todd if you were just going to run him off-.” I pause and open my eyes wide as realization comes to me. “No! You motherfucker! You fucking knew he was going to come here when you were still here! You fucking set me up for this!”

He doesn’t deny it, but instead steps closer to me. “Let me make it up to you. I can fill in.” He tries to reach forward for me.

I step back. “Don’t you dare try to fucking touch me!” I yell. “Get out!”

He tries one of his charming smiles on me. “C’mon Blake. Let’s be reasonable.”

“Get. The. Fuck. Out.” I seeth.

He tries again. “They’ll be here any second with the key. Let’s not be rash.”

“Rash?” I scream. “Rash!” I yell louder. I use all my strength and push against his body. “Get the fuck out of my room!”

He doesn’t really fight me as he walks backwards toward the door. “Okay. Okay. I can see you’re upset. We can work this out. I’m sure I can find a way to make that anger advantageous for the both of us.”

“Ugh!” I scream again. “Sawyer. Get it through your head. We are not sleeping together. Not now. Not ever.”

A knock sounds on my door, and I blow out a harsh breath to try to calm myself down. I step around Sawyer and open the door. The man hands me the room key, and I thank him and he leaves.

I turn back around and look at Sawyer. “Here. Now leave.”

He grabs the key and smirks at me. “You know where to find me if you change your mind.” He pauses. “You still have your key or should I wait for a knock?”

I roll my eyes. “You think you’d still be here if I had a key to your room?” I shove my hands in my bathrobe pockets, and that’s when I feel the room key that I used to get into his room. My eyes bug open, and I quickly look away so he doesn’t notice.

How on earth did I forget I had the key? Now he’s going to think I purposefully was keeping him here. I try to walk further away from him, but he steps right up next to me and reaches into my bathrobe pocket and pulls the key out and twirls it around his fingers. Fuck, his smile is so smug. “On second thought, I want you to knock. I want to hear you begging to be let in.”

I narrow my eyes at him, but he just winks as he walks backwards toward the door and then he’s gone. I walk over to the door and put the chain lock in. I lean against the door and sigh. What the fuck was tonight?