ELLIOTT I didn’t plan on telling Kaitlyn that last night. I would have eventually, or she would have discovered it on her own, but I liked the anonymity. This adorable woman had no clue who I was, and for a while there last night, I was an ordinary guy on a regular date with a pretty woman. After I let the truth slip, she gaped at me, wide-eyed and blinking rapidly. She didn’t say a word for a solid minute. Then she spun around, unlocked her door, and slipped inside, the door slamming shut in my face. Okay, she didn’t slam it, but it closed, hard. Probably the spring mechanism.I’ve tried calling her room, but she hasn’t answered. I unethically used my position to get her phone number off her reservation and sent her three texts, apologizing and telling her I wanted to spend the afternoon with her. I want to assume her silence is because she’s out exploring the city on her own, but my gut tells me otherwise. I sigh and push open the door to my suite, feeling defeated. What else can
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