" Brody narrowed his eyes at me, then spoke to Gail, “She doesn’t need a room.”
“Yes. I do.”
“You’re not planning on being in my bed tonight?”
Gail looked as uncomfortable as I did with this conversation. “I didn’t say that. But if you embarrass me anymore in front of this nice lady, no, I won’t be in your bed tonight.”
I turned to Gail. “Maddox, two Ds.”
Brody didn’t say another word until Gail was done checking me in. Then he extended his hand, offering her the keycards back. “I’d like to check out.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’d like to check out. I don’t need the room. I’m staying in hers.” He nodded toward me.
“Um.” Poor Gail looked confused. “Your room is a suite, Mr. Easton. Ms. Maddox’s is a standard room.”
“Does hers have a bed?”
“It does.”
“I’d like to check out. "
― Vi Keeland , The Baller