It was painted white with bright yellow shutters. Inside, the walls were the same yellow and it had windows. A small fan. A chair, one comfy, and one stool in front of a table. There was a vase of fresh flowers there.
“We know you need some supplies. We can go shop for them in the city.”
It all seemed too much. “No. No, I can just buy them online. I don’t need much.”
Dallas cleared his throat. “Actually, we thought Justice might take you to the city. An overnight trip. Get some dinner. See a movie. Shop for things the next day.”
Justice’s cheeks reddened the tiniest bit.
His scent enhanced.
Oh, I saw what was going on. They were setting us up, and I didn’t mind it one bit.
“Good. I have some canning to do, and the goats won’t feed themselves. Well, they might. With grass. Or the clothesline.”
Archer. Such a sweetie and completely transparent.
“And I have the shop to watch,” Dallas put in. “Good. That settles it. Now, the birthday girl gets to pick out a movie or a game. Your choice, Bonnie.”
Chapter Twenty-Two
Justice
I wanted to fill the day with surprises but not overwhelm Bonnie by springing everything on her all at once. She knew we were going into the city and that I had already booked the hotel. She also knew the craft store we were going to was like something she had never dreamed of, but that was it. I kept a lot of little things in my pocket for later.
As we drove out of town and got closer to the city, the roads got more and more crowded, the buildings bigger and more frequent.
“This is so like the books,” she said as she unrolled the window, scenting the air.
My mate was a little bookworm. Of course, she’d read about all these things, but to experience it…this was a first.
Settling her into a home base for the city before we started would make her more comfortable. So, when I booked the hotel, I actually booked it for the night before and did an online check-in so that we didn’t have to wait until midafternoon to get in. We pulled into the parking garage. She watched as I got the ticket from the machine to put on the dash.
“That’s wild, wildly expensive.”
“It’s not,” I said. “It came with the room.” Now, that was wildly expensive.
I got our bags. We didn’t take my truck, as much as I loved it. I knew we might need to store things in an enclosed area, and a truck bed wasn’t that. I held her hand with one hand and pulled the bags, one stacked on the other, behind us with the other. We took the elevator from the parking garage down to the lobby entrance.
It had been designed to be glorious back in its day. While many of the other hotels had been redone over and over again to keep up with the trends of the time, this one still had its Art Deco vibe. It was absolutely stunning. The rooms were more modern, but I couldn’t count the number of movies that were made in this lobby.
I went to the front desk, making sure to sign the paperwork without her seeing the cost. She would worry about that, and she didn’t need to. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend money than on spoiling her.
“We’re really staying here?” she asked as we waited outside the elevator.
“Yep, we’re really staying here.”
I got us a nice room, and when we walked inside, her jaw dropped.
“This is huge!”
“Yeah, it is,” I said. “Did you want to take a rest first or explore the city?”
“I can rest when I’m dead. I want to explore! I’ve read so many books that took place here. I have a list of places I want to go.”
That would have been nice information before.
“We’re probably not going to get to many of those today, but if you make a real list and send it to us, we’d be happy to make that happen.”
