Jessica looped her arm through Stanley's, leaning into him. "Stanley, let's share a room."
Nathan wrapped his arm around Wendy's slender shoulders. "Wendy, let's stay in the same room, too."
Stanley glanced at Wendy, watching as she nodded. "Alright."
She agreed to stay in the same room as Nathan.
Stanley's lips tightened into a thin line.
Wendy noticed Stanley's gaze. She lifted her eyes and met the cold, dark depths of his stare.
What was he looking at her for?
The memory of the awkward exchange on WhatsApp the night before suddenly rushed back to her. At the time, she had been scrambling to find an escape, but now, she calmly shifted her gaze away.
The hotel manager smiled warmly. "Mr. Hawk, Mr. Lowe, here we have the Presidential Oceanic Suite and the Executive Oceanic Suite. How would you like to divide them?"
Jessica, already aware that the Presidential Suite had the best view, smiled triumphantly. "I'll take the Presidential Suite. Wendy, you and Nathan can have the Executive Suite."
With a slow, deliberate smile, Wendy responded, "Actually, the Executive Suite is perfect for you and Mr. Hawk. Nathan and I will take the Presidential Suite."
What?
Jessica's expression darkened. Was Wendy trying to take the Presidential Suite from her?
She clearly didn't know her place!
"Stanley, I want the Presidential Suite!" Jessica pouted, looking at him with doe eyes.
In truth, Stanley and Nathan didn't really care which room they stayed in, but the two women were already at odds over the room.
The hotel manager quickly stepped in, eager to resolve the situation. "How about this? Let's have a little competition. Whoever wins gets the Presidential Suite. It's the fairest way."
Jessica raised an eyebrow. "What kind of competition?"
"There's a ten-minute drive to the beachfront villa, and we have two sports cars ready. You'll race there."
A race?
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