"There are two bedrooms in this suite," Vicky said as she tapped the keycard and pushed the door open.
The luxurious space opened before them. Plush carpeting, modern decor accents on the walls, and city lights spilling through the floor-to-ceiling windows. "Georgia and I will take the one on the right. You guys can take the left."
Before anyone could move, Nick lowered Georgia to her feet, but his hand stayed on her waist. "Actually, Georgia and I will take the right—or the left. Doesn't matter. As long as we're together."
Vicky stopped mid-step and turned with a glare sharp enough to cut glass. "Excuse me? Are you saying I should sleep with those two?" Her expression turned sour. "Absolutely not. The room on the left has two double beds. The one on the right has a queen. That queen bed is perfect for Georgia and me."
