Adler was led into a huge room decorated like they had stepped back in time to the 1800’s with its red velvet and gold bed cover, Louis chairs and heavy matching drapes tied back to reveal French doors that opened up to a balcony that spanned the entire south facing side of the south wing building. He carried Jesse over to the bed and placed her down on it gently.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” He stroked down her hair as he stared into her eyes with a concerned expression.
“I’m fine, Adler, stop fussing…the travel in the plane then the van…it just got the better of me…” Jesse tried to placate him.
“Is there anything I can get for the lady?” Steward Kline asked as the maid, Madeline took their luggage from Martin and started unpacking their clothes into the drawers of the dresser.
“A nice
