While Luke showered, Bella went online to make hotel reservations for their next destination. Never a fan of huge corporate places, she located a nice boutique hotel near the city center. Still feeling a bit sheepish about her little tantrum when they arrived in Scotland, she debated over reserving one room or two.
Obviously, we want the best suite or suites available. Does the nicest suite really have to have that name? Bella sighed in exasperation.
The cheeky part of her smirked in delight. What should I do? she wondered. One room or two?
This is not how you were raised, her fathers voice reprimanded sternly.
Her finger wavered over the touch pad.
All yours, mlady, announced Luke, startling her and causing her to jump.
Hes always doing that, she thought.
Youre too jumpy, her cheeky self said. You know whats good for that
Bella shook her head and clicked, her decision made. Great! Ill try to be quick, she said.