Katy
"Order for room 29 is ready!"
The tray rattled in my hands as I made my way down the hall, trying not to look at my reflection in the mirror doors of the five-star hotel I worked at. Room 29. Whoever had ordered champagne and a late dessert had a taste for luxury. I rehearsed my polite smile, the same one I wore for every guest, even the ones who barely took notice of me.
I knocked.
The door swung open almost instantly, and I found myself staring at two men who looked nothing like the usual middle-aged businessmen I was used to. They weren’t in suits, weren’t tired. They were… intense.
The taller one who had dark messy hair like he’d just run his hands through it, leaned against the frame with a grin. “Well, well, well. Room service just got interesting, Rob.”
The other guy, Ro
