“Can
I walk you home?” Flynn hopped up, giving her a hand.
Surprised,
Pia took his hand. “I don’t think anyone’s gonna mug me in the
corridor.”
“A
gentleman always sees a lady home.” He folded his long body and
planted a soft kiss on her hand.
“I’d
like that. Thank you. You coming, too?” she asked Yancy.
The
men exchanged an indecipherable look.
“No.
I’m gonna turn in. Nice to meet you, Pia. See you at breakfast.”
“Nice
meeting you, too. Good night.”
Flynn
opened the door to their suite for her, turning around to mouth a
silent thank you at his friend. Yancy flipped him off, chuckling.
Flynn’s arm went around her shoulders once more.
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2017 Dellani Oakes
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