After dinner, Cyrus was leading Mia from the hotel restaurant. The shy Cyrus was back, and he looked so nervous. He turned to face Mia and pulled a key card from his pocket. Looking around, he made sure no one saw.

Mia started laughing and blurted out. “You got us a room?”

“Shh! Keep your voice down.”

“What are you worried about? We’re grown adults.”

“I just don’t want people thinking my girl is a call girl or something.”

“Aww. Are you worried people will judge me? That’s sweet. You don’t have to be so protective.”

“I know. I just… I love you so much and I don’t want anyone...