Page 58 of Tasty Cherry

“At five o’clock it’s officially the weekend,” I tell him. “Are we going off site or should we break in all the empty rooms?”

He closes his eyes as if thinking of the night ahead. “All of the above.”

20

SEBASTIAN

After I drop Mila off at the study session with the other interns, I’m done for as far as concentration.

I do some rounds, check on the restaurants, security, and the front desk. Then I sit in my primary office near the kitchen, still able to smell Mila on my fingers.

This is bad. I’m in deep with this woman. We only met a week ago, and I feel more obsessed about her than can possibly be healthy.

Thankfully, we don’t have cameras in the secure hall, or I’d be deleting footage faster than Olivia Pope on an episode of Scandal. I realize belatedly that there is footage of us kissing in the security room, but that space isn’t live monitored, at least.

But seriously, I need to get my head on straight.

I need rules.

Off site only. At least while we’re secret.

And think about the damn cameras. They’re everywhere in the halls and elevators. The front desk is triple covered.

In fact, that raincheck I asked for on our first night was a dumb one. I know damn well that every hotel has a security camera in the elevators. It’s standard.

Even if we sneak into an unused room, there will be a log of my key opening the door, camera footage of us entering.

I never thought of these things before.

Because I never did anything illicit before.

I mean, this isn’t theft or murder, but it is secret. And it does put Mila in a bad position.

I shouldn’t do that.

But we’re doing it anyway.

There’s a knock on my door. I quickly slide my mouse around to wake up my computer and say, “Come in.”

Anna, the head of housekeeping, steps inside, closing the door behind her. That’s not a good sign. Most people who pop in are quick and don’t bother shutting the door.

I turn my chair to face her. “Everything okay?”

“That boy of yours, Maverick, is trouble.”

I keep a straight face, but inside, I’m thinking that he made it five days before someone other than Raya got upset. Not bad, really.

“What’s going on?”

“He’s got all the girls in the laundry room fighting. I understand he’s sleeping with more than one of them already. And less than an hour ago, he was all over that girl from room service right here in the back hall!”

And I was all over an intern in the haunted wing. Pot, meet kettle.

“I’ll speak with him.”

“You better. The last time we had one of these lotharios about, I lost three good workers over it.”

I remember that. A maintenance worker. Trey fired him for disappearing during work hours. He couldn’t technically do it because of the women, but he could for the time.