Bonus Chapter: Room 502

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Takes place after Chapter 29

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Takes place after Chapter 29. Enjoy!

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The second the door closed after Percy and Oliver left, I was hit with an overwhelming sensation of dread

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The second the door closed after Percy and Oliver left, I was hit with an overwhelming sensation of dread. For a while I could pretend it wasn't going to happen, but now, I know there was no stopping it. I am an expert in hand-to-hand combat. I was the first of my class all throughout my life. I was the lead supervisor who has taken down over twenty illegal organized crimes. I could handle any tough situation.

Except for this one.

"Sooo," I heard Jason's voice from behind me. "It's been a while since I've been to a sleepover. Do we stay up and gossip about boys now or after we climb into bed?"

I prayed to about three different gods and goddesses before I could turn around to look at the man. He wasn't exactly clean cut, but he wasn't unattractive either. His tall frame stretched above my own and his build clarified the fact that he was a former UFC fighter, just as my research had shown. I've never liked men with long hair, but he appeared to be the type that the look suited well with. Of course, none of this mattered. But I've always had a habit of taking in people's appearances. For obvious reasons.

"You can gossip all you want while sleeping on the floor. I, however, will be sleeping in my bed," I told him as I took off my shoes.

"Technically it's the hotel's bed, but whatever floats your boat," he grinned before turning to the room's closet to pull out extra blankets and pillows for himself. At least he was compliant, although in his own way.

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