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unfortunately,” she sighed. “I won’t be able to stay in many places like this while I’m traveling.” As she spoke, the blonde behind the counter had taken her key and began printing the bill.
                 
    “Well, it looks like someone wanted you to stay for a few more nights,” she responded, reading the paper in front of her. “It’s good that you brought your bags down though. You’ll be in the master suite, it seems.” The woman stood calmly smiling and blinking as she waited for Alexis to respond.
                 
    “What? There must be a mistake,” she began. “My name is Alexis Black. The magazine, Modern Woman of Today, should have covered my first night, but that’s all. I’m checking out today.”
                 
    “Yes, ma’am,” the attendant smiled, never changing her stance or demeanor. “I can see that,” she pointed to her sheet. “But someone who would like to remain anonymous called and wanted to make sure that we put you in our nicest room for the next week. Right this way,” she said and began to walk back towards the elevator.
                 
    Alexis, in a stunned state, picked up all of her belonging and hurried to follow the attendant, full of questions. It couldn’t have been anyone from the magazine, or they would have left it under their tab and they certainly would not have put her in the nicest room. She did not think she had told anyone else where she was staying, except one.
                 
    “No,” she said to herself. It couldn’t be him. He was taking her on a date. A first date. Unless he was crazy, a thought which made her laugh, it could not be him. She decided to suspend suspicion until she could inspect the room.
                 
    “And here we are,” the attendant said as the walked to one of the two doors in the hallway the elevator opened to.
                 
    “At least I won’t have to worry about my neighbors being loud,” Alexis joked.
                 
    “Alright,” the blonde said matter-of-factly, ignoring Alexis’s joke. She unlocked the door. “Here we are.  If you need anything, just call down to the desk.”
                 
    “Okay, thank you,” Alexis said, looking around the room in a stupor.
                 
    This was not just a room. It was three rooms. She could see a living area and a kitchenette from where she was standing at the door. As she explored, dropping her belongings slowly along the way, she discovered the large bedroom with mirrored walls, a huge bathroom with his and her sinks, and a surprisingly small closet compared to the rest of the place. Shaking her head at her dumb luck as she walked back to her things, something on the coffee table caught her eye that she had somehow missed in her surprise: a large display of white roses in a red vase.
                 
    She walked over to the flowers, shuffling through the possibilities one last time in her head, but knowing who the little black card would be from.
     
    Now that I know where you will be staying,
    I’ll pick you up tomorrow at 6pm.
    Enjoy the room service.
    RG
     
    The feminist side of her perked up: the nerve of this man. She had only just met him and he was already controlling her life. She really should refuse all of this. She really shouldn’t take a luxurious bath in huge tub. Or use the free wireless that came with this room to catch up on her social life, make future travel plans, and send in her work. The more she listed reasons to herself that she shouldn’t stay, the more she felt like it would be rude not to. After all, he clearly just had so much money that he was willing to spend it on someone else on a whim – she might as well enjoy it.
                 
    At least, that’s what she would tell herself as she sipped the complementary champagne that came at the end of the beautiful dinner that had already