Cutter
“I’ll be right back, just have to run up and get my stuff.”
I hope Rowan doesn’t bolt. She kinda looks like she wants to take away the invitation she gave to eat at her apartment. Can’t say as I’d blame her, but I really hope she doesn’t.
“Take your time.”
That’s the last thing I’m going to do. Rushing into the lobby, I see a ton of people waiting for the elevator. Fuck that. I ran enough stairs during football, I can beat the elevator. A quick look around shows me where the stairwell is, and up I go, taking them two at a time. All because I don’t want her to leave.
Getting to our room, I fumble with the key card. When I finally get it open, I burst through it, almost running over Major.
“Why in such a big hurry?” Tucker mumbles from where he lies face down on his bed. He worked a long shift yesterday and I’m not surprised he isn’t awake yet.
“Having dinner with Rowan and she’s letting me take a real shower at her house.”