Chapter 50 - Snowman trophies.

Alice

The hotel was rather cozy, and nicer than I had expected. I thought that we were going to be living in one of those run-down apartments with mystery stains that you would rather avoid. I was happy to see that was not the case, and I walked with Zayn towards the reception desk.

“Good evening, sir, what can I help you with today?” The receptionist asked, causing Zayn to raise an eyebrow, which confused me as well.

“I called in to schedule a room for the two of us. It is supposed to be under Trevino.” The receptionist looked visibly shocked by his statement, and I was not going to lie. I was just as shocked.

“R-right. Sorry sir let me just check... Ah, yes Mister, and Missus Trevino. Welcome to Hotel la Belmond. Here are your room keys for the week, and we hope you enjoy your stay with us. Do not hesitate to call if you need anything.” His sudden change in demeanor was questionable. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

“Thank you. Come on, my love, our room awaits.” Zayn took our bags and led me to our room. Once we went up the numerous amounts of stairs, I realized that we were at the very top, and once we got in front of our room it all suddenly made sense.

A golden plate that read “Suite” in cursive adorned the wall outside of our door, which caused my eyes to widen in shock. Now it all made sense. It made sense why the receptionist was terrified. Zayn clearly had money, and lots of it, apparently.

Not that I wanted anything from him. I mean, this was all his idea after all. I was just here because he was my husband, and he wanted to enjoy his time with me, and I wanted to enjoy my time with him as well. I suppose that we both needed this outing, you know, to just get away from the pack for a while.

“Well, here we are, I hope you are happy with the room, my love?” Was he serious? He bought the best room in this entire hotel, and thought that there was the possibility that I would not like it? Men...

“No! It is perfect. We should probably get to unpacking our things though.” Zayn smiled, and nodded at my suggestion.

“I think that is a wonderful idea, also, the snowman building competition is starting in about an hour, at the park we passed on our way here.” He smiled as he leaned in for a quick kiss, and a small smile placed itself on my lips.

After we were done packing, we headed down to the lobby, and we were greeted by an old couple as we passed by, and they seemed really sweet. We headed out into the snowy weather, and walked towards our car. I thought we were going to get our a**es handed to us. I mean I have never even built a snowman before, so this was way out of my league.

“Do you think we are going to win? Also, are there any prizes for winning?” I was curious as I have never been to any of these types of things.

“I have no doubt that we might just win, and yes, you get a trophy in the shape of a snowman, which is actually quite adorable. Almost as adorable as someone I know.” He looked at me, and winked, and I felt myself blushing slightly. In all my years on this Earth, I have never been treated like this, and I have to admit. It was wonderful.

We arrived at the park where the competition was being held, and it looked like we arrived just in time, as people started flocking towards a certain area. It was decorated beautifully, white Christmas trees adorned with ornaments, and various lights were placed perfectly.

They really put a lot of work into all of this, and I was absolutely amazed by this event. Zayn really knew what to do to make me happy, and that is why I agreed to marry him back then. I knew that in some way he would do everything he could to make me happy.

It looks like I was right, and hopefully nothing would go wrong anytime soon. I think we have been through enough drama and trauma in the past few months. This year was crazy if you looked at it from that perspective, but then again, there is always something happening, whether it was something good, or something bad.

Enough about my ranting though, the competition had begun, and Zayn and I were rushing to build our snowman’s foundation. Zayn had this smile on his face as he started pulling out metal tools, and I was at a loss for words. This man was a pro snowman builder.

I cannot believe that this man had pretended that he did not have the skill level to build a d*mn snowman. I suddenly burst out laughing, which caught his attention, and he raised a curious brow as he looked up at me.

“What is so funny?” He looked confused, and I found myself laughing even more.

“The fact that you pulled out tools to build a snow man, hahaha! I mean it is cute; I just was not expecting you to do that.” I choked the words out in-between laughs, and that is when I realized something. I loved this man so much, and he would do absolutely anything to make me happy.

I smiled with the pure feeling of love, as we eventually finished our snowman. He gave me the honours of placing the carrot nose on its face, which was really sweet of him. He grabbed me by the waist after, and pulled me in for a deep and sensual kiss.

Butterflies erupted from within the depths of my stomach, and I found myself feeling like I was floating on cloud nine. The competition ended shortly after we finished, and the snowmen looked absolutely stunning. I can see how this would make a lot of people competitive.

The judges walked past the snowmen as they inspected each individual snowman, which kind of made me nervous. I am not going to lie. I wanted that snowman trophy, and I was going to get that trophy.

When it was our turn, the judges stared at the snowman with what seemed to be astonishment. Almost like this was the first snowman they actually liked. I was happy to see that our snowman had left an impression, and after they went around as they inspected the last few participants’ works, the time for the results came.

“... And the winner is...”