I grab my carry-on and hurry by the suite's door. Black leggings and a blouse are my outfit. Flip flops as my shoes, I shut the door and rush to the hotel's lobby. I'm at the hotel's bar, chewing on my thumbnail. The bartender greets, "Hi, beautiful. Would you like anything to drink?"Glancing at the elevators, I answer, "Uh, a glass of cabernet, thanks."He places the glass before me, and Jude exits the elevator. Grinning, I jump up and meet him. Holding my hand, I lead him to the bar. Jude looks upset. I sip my wine and then put it to his lips. He takes a sniff and moves it away.With a lifted brow, the bartender scowls his way. Immediately, Jude says, "I don't drink."Through an uncomfortable chuckle, I say to the bartender, "Oh, my bad, babe."Jude's panning our area, but he kisses my knuckles, saying, "I'm sorry. Let's go back to bed."Now, watching the bartender, Jude says, "Charge it to our suite. Are you hungry?""A little," I answer."I need a rare boneless ribeye and whate
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