“Kayla?” The sound of her name awoke her as she withdrew the blanket from her person, which was placed on her by Devon following her sudden slumber, and stepped to her feet as she caught the sight of his leather jacket informing her that they had landed, as he was preparing to leave. She followed behind his every step as they made their way off of the plane and into yet another luxurious car before finally coming to the front entrance of another hotel. Only this one appeared like something out of a storybook. A limestone exterior wrapped in sporadic ivy welcomed each new guest as Kayla was led through a slate colored lobby and through a set of doors before coming to a cottage set off of the main lot.
By the time they had come to rest in the room they would share together, her feet began
