Naughty Hot Shots - Becoming The Master - Plot & Excerpts
What now... he thought with exasperation. Hitting ‘save’ on his current spreadsheet, he pushed his chair back and rose wearily to see who wanted him and why. Turning the handle and opening the door a few inches, he was greeted by a sheepish looking Louise, biting her lower lip and blushing in a rather endearing fashion. “Erm, hi Sir, I’m stuck.” She looked down to the left and kicked the toe of her extremely high-heeled, blue suede courts distractedly into the hotel carpet. “I seem to have lost my room key, and, well, reception doesn’t believe who I say I am, because I don’t have any ID on me – would you be able to speak to them and tell them I’m meant to be here? Please? I have nowhere else to sleep. All the others have gone to bed!” Charles observed Louise with a certain irritation. He’d just decided to finish work for the night and had been about to hop into bed. It can’t hurt to help, his better nature coaxed quietly, and he waved his hand to invite her in.
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