okay?" Alessandra said, tears now flowing.
"No. Let me help you." Devon unlocked the door and pushed the door open for her, making sure to allow her enough room to pass. She snatched the key card out of his hand and moved to close the door. He held it open.
"I'm sorry." He said, holding his head down.
Alessandra waited until she heard him lock his hotel room door before she threw herself on the bed and cried.
What were you thinking? Why did you let Sammi talk you into this?
*
Alessandra stood by the closed door, looking out through the keyhole for Sammi to arrive.
"It's me. Let me in, girl," Sammi whispered into the door jam.
Opening it, Alessandra made sure to stay out of view of Devon in case he was watching through his keyhole.
"What happened?" Sammi wiped Alessandra's tear stained face. "Tell me everything."
Through her sobbing, Alessandra told her everything, including how angry she was at herself for agreeing to do something so incredibly ridiculous and out of character for her.
"He said no?" Sammi's eyebrows quirked up. "You're kidding me?"
Alessandra stood up, still wearing the negligee Sammi had given her. "Look at me. I look ridiculous. What was I thinking?"
"You can't let this one incident break you. You've been through worse. So what if he wasn't into it. Maybe, he's married or gay or something. It's my fault. I should have researched first before I sent you in there. Anyway, if he can't appreciate you then forget him. There's plenty of guys out there that will jump at the chance to be with you." Sammi's attempt to cheer Alessandra up was failing.
Alessandra stared at herself in the mirror, a scowl on her face. "He's staying right across from me, remember? I'm going to run into him and then what? You know how stupid I feel right now?" Alessandra threw herself back on the bed, face first, hitting her palms on the bed in frustration.
"Get up. It really isn't that bad. What did you say he told you again?" Sammi sat on the edge of the bed, biting her lip as she tried to remember.
Alessandra rolled over. "What?"
Sammi rolled her eyes. "What did he say?"
"I told you already. You really want me to say it again? He said he didn't want me." She grabbed a pillow and put it on her face.
"Stop that." Sammi yanked the pillow from her and tossed it toward the headboard. "What else did he say?"
Alessandra sighed. "I don't know. Something about he didn't want me like this. Why?" She sat up.
Sammi considered for a moment, while Alessandra tried to figure out where she was going with this question.
Alessandra noticed the look on Sammi's face. “Wait, what are you getting at? You think it was some kind of secret message. Just don't. He said he doesn't want me. Instead of trying to read into it, why not
"No. Let me help you." Devon unlocked the door and pushed the door open for her, making sure to allow her enough room to pass. She snatched the key card out of his hand and moved to close the door. He held it open.
"I'm sorry." He said, holding his head down.
Alessandra waited until she heard him lock his hotel room door before she threw herself on the bed and cried.
What were you thinking? Why did you let Sammi talk you into this?
*
Alessandra stood by the closed door, looking out through the keyhole for Sammi to arrive.
"It's me. Let me in, girl," Sammi whispered into the door jam.
Opening it, Alessandra made sure to stay out of view of Devon in case he was watching through his keyhole.
"What happened?" Sammi wiped Alessandra's tear stained face. "Tell me everything."
Through her sobbing, Alessandra told her everything, including how angry she was at herself for agreeing to do something so incredibly ridiculous and out of character for her.
"He said no?" Sammi's eyebrows quirked up. "You're kidding me?"
Alessandra stood up, still wearing the negligee Sammi had given her. "Look at me. I look ridiculous. What was I thinking?"
"You can't let this one incident break you. You've been through worse. So what if he wasn't into it. Maybe, he's married or gay or something. It's my fault. I should have researched first before I sent you in there. Anyway, if he can't appreciate you then forget him. There's plenty of guys out there that will jump at the chance to be with you." Sammi's attempt to cheer Alessandra up was failing.
Alessandra stared at herself in the mirror, a scowl on her face. "He's staying right across from me, remember? I'm going to run into him and then what? You know how stupid I feel right now?" Alessandra threw herself back on the bed, face first, hitting her palms on the bed in frustration.
"Get up. It really isn't that bad. What did you say he told you again?" Sammi sat on the edge of the bed, biting her lip as she tried to remember.
Alessandra rolled over. "What?"
Sammi rolled her eyes. "What did he say?"
"I told you already. You really want me to say it again? He said he didn't want me." She grabbed a pillow and put it on her face.
"Stop that." Sammi yanked the pillow from her and tossed it toward the headboard. "What else did he say?"
Alessandra sighed. "I don't know. Something about he didn't want me like this. Why?" She sat up.
Sammi considered for a moment, while Alessandra tried to figure out where she was going with this question.
Alessandra noticed the look on Sammi's face. “Wait, what are you getting at? You think it was some kind of secret message. Just don't. He said he doesn't want me. Instead of trying to read into it, why not
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