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He takes my hand as he leads me into the hallway, around the corner, to the third door on the right

He slides the keycard into the lock

The door flashes green Ryan turns the handle and motions after you

I step inside

The rooe

An orange and teal pineapple print cos over the teal sofa Sheer white curtains fall over the sliding doors to the balcony

I kick off my sandals Sink into the scratchy carpet

It’s half a dozen steps to the balcony I pull the curtain aside, unlock the door, push it open

Warht blue sky bleeds into the cerulean Pacific The hotel pool is to the right The freeway and the town beyond it are to the left

It’s like so out of a postcard

Hello from paradise

Ryan’s footsteps s his lips toadorable all contemplative”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah” Heme”

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