Gavin got a suite? But why? Was he planning on using it with Rachel?

The thought made my stomach churn.

“I'll call the front desk and ask them," Luis said as he grabbed the phone behind him.

A few minutes later, he hung up and turned to me.

"Apparently Gavin Landry owns a suite," he clarified. "The very top floor."

He wrote down the room number and handed it to me.

"I might need some help getting him there," I murmured, trying to tug Gavin off the barstool, but his body was too heavy, and I doubted he could walk.

walked away, disappearing through a crowd. A few moments later,

"Thank you," I breathed.

I had no problems with humans; I just didn't fully trust them. I wasn't sure if they knew what we were, but if they did, they didn't say anything or make known that

Hotel was, it took a while to reach the elevator, and even that took a while to reach the top floor. We managed to get Gavin to his

don't have a

his thumb before letting it fall to his side. I realized it had a thumbprint lock, and I sighed in relief as I grabbed Gavin's thumb

the door and ushered the

nearly hit the floor, though I didn't have time to gawk and take in my surroundings. I felt underdressed even being

that led into a living room area that had a giant flat screen TV on the wall, a huge luxurious couch that wrapped around the living room, a couple of love seats, a bookshelf, a glass coffee table, a huge marble fireplace with some pictures of Gavin's family hanging on the mantle, proving his ownership. There were at least 5 different doors, and I'm

boggled me; what blew my mind was the large floor-to-ceiling windows that overtook the entire wall on the far side of the suite that overlooked the glorious nightlife and part

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