RenetaHe pulled up at another expensive building, a hotel, and it felt like a whole scene looking through the window as cameras clicked around us, like the media had been expecting our arrival.We had been on the road since I accepted the offer, from entering Chicago to the clothes store, to the restaurant, to the empty ball venue, and now finally we might just get some rest.But I still hadn't understood what Drent meant by staying at his place, and I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking."Please tell me you booked separate rooms for us," I said, turning to him as he parked the car in the VIP line."Nope," he answered casually."What do you mean, nope?""I mean no. I did not book separate rooms."I rubbed my hands across my face, already feeling the ache of frustration settle in."Drent. This is a fake relationship. We are not a couple. Booking separate rooms would have cost you nothing.""Relax, Peach. What are you scared of? That I will touch you?" he said in a tone that was suspic
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