I get us checked in, find out our room number, confirm that they do room service, and then I send an email room service order into them, which I use the wallet on Shayne’s phone to pay for up front.
By the time I look up, we’re driving into a parking building.
I pass Shayne his phone back.
“Get ready to use that to call the academy,” I warn him as he moves his hips to put it in his pocket.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be calling as soon as we’re in our room,” Falcon reassures me.
“For a minute, I thought all you were worried about was your stomach,” Jay teases.
“It’s an immediate priority,” I admit. “But I want to hear a meeting being arranged while I’m stuffing sandwiches and chicken wings into my mouth.”
“You paint such a pretty picture.”
“You know what I’m like when I’m hangry.”
I rest my head against Jay’s shoulder while Falcon finds us a good parking spot.
It takes a few more hours, by my slight exaggeration method of counting time, and then we’re finally stationary. I try to leap out of the car without unbuckling my seatbelt. It kind of hurts, but not really.
Jay unbuckles it while shaking his head. “Patience, Harp.”
“This is what patient looks like when I’m hungry and eager to meet my newest true mate.”
I untangle the seat belt, and it whips back into its resting spot before I exit the backseat of the car. Being on solid ground, even inside a parking building, instantly makes me feel better.
Stretching my arms and legs is heaven.
My hunger feels a bit more manageable now that I’m out of the car.
My mates exit, one by one, Falcon stretching his neck and cracking his knuckles, Shayne heading straight for the trunk for our bags, and Jay leaning on the roof watching me.
“Better?” he asks, with that knowing smile he’s almost always wearing.
“Much,” I admit, smiling back. “But I’m still going to cram sandwiches and chicken wings into my mouth the second they arrive at our room.”
Shayne pops the trunk, and Jay moves around to help pick out our bags.
We all packed light, as instructed by Falcon.
The only extra baggage is my violin, and that’s an essential.
I could have left behind everything else, even if I don’t know how long we’ll be out here.
Between them, Shayne and Jay handle the bags, and Falcon nods at me to follow closely as he heads to the door that leads to an elevator that brings us into the hotel’s reception area.
It’s a little fancier than I expected inside the hotel.
“Is this a five star?” I ask quietly, eyebrows raised at Falcon.
He glances at me and smiles. “You think I’d book anything less for my mates?”
“Uh …” I murmur. “I have no idea, but wow.”
It’s not like vacations have ever been a thing for us.
And it’s not as if we live in a mansion, or even a moderately sized house.
