I could get used to this new and improved version of my lead Alpha.
All I need now is to quit worrying.
She’s your true mate, dummy.
No matter what, you’re fated.
Nothing can change that.
Chapter Forty-Four
Harper
It takes approximately twenty-three minutes longer than three hours to get to Cressidan City, and by that time I’m itching to get out of the confines of the car. The limo has so much more legroom than Falcon’s S.U.V. It’s much easier to stretch whenever I feel the need.
Spending three plus hours watching a reality show about musicians trying to hit the big time has started to turn my brain into mush, and I’m hungry enough for my stomach to start grumbling at the mere sight of the first fast food restaurant we pass.
I loosen my belt to lean forward between the front seats.
“Tell me the hotel you booked has room service?”
Falcon laughs. “I’m pretty sure it does, and we’re only a few minutes away from their parking lot.”
“Pretty sure means nothing to my stomach,” I tell him. “What’s the name of the hotel? I’ll find out if I can do an online check in and place an order so it’s there when we are.”
“I knew I should have made more pancakes this morning,” Shayne says.
“Even if you had, I’d still be hungry now. It’s past my usual lunch hour.”
Shayne looks at his phone. “It’s barely five minutes past midday.”
“Those five minutes feel more like hours!”
Okay, that’s a slight exaggeration, emphasis on slight.
Jay chuckles quietly beside me.
He still has his eyes closed and his arms crossed, but, apparently, he’s awake.
I settle back into my seat, and I find out my battery has just given up the ghost.
Sighing, I shuffle forward again and hold out my hand.
“I need someone else’s phone for this…” I start, not bothering to finish the explanation when Shayne thrusts his phone into my hand. He hasn’t spent three hours watching a TV show, so his battery is barely under 100 percent.
“Whatever you order, times it by four,” Falcon instructs from the driver’s seat.
“I was gonna,” I grumble, sad that he thinks I wouldn’t order something for everyone.
“He means however hungry you are is how hungry we all are,” Shayne says, looking back to give me a wry smile. “It’s been a long trip and you’re the only one who had breakfast.”
“Well, you guys are all too macho for breakfast, apparently,” I joke, making Jay laugh again.
This time, he opens his eyes and shakes his head at me.
“Just get on with checking us in, okay?” he complains, letting out a huge yawn directly after.
“Go back to sleep. I’m on it,” I tell him, as I go into Shayne’s emails where the confirmation stuff from the hotel was forwarded on from Falcon.
