Chapter Sixteen

Wyatt

Wyatt hummed the theme song to Mission Impossible as he carefully snuck out of Cassie's room and headed down to the lobby. He'd managed to extricate himself from her bed safely and was now on a mission of utmost importance: breakfast.

The hotel had a small selection of breakfast food set up in the lobby. There was one restaurant on the property that also served breakfast, but that was on the far side from Cassie's room. Luckily, the lobby's continental breakfast was more than enough.

Wyatt glanced around as he grabbed a plate and began filling it with food. Several hotel guests lounged in chairs while sipping coffee and reading newspapers. Annette was at the front desk, and she just shook her head and sighed when she saw him.

He wasn't supposed to take the guests' food. He wasn't supposed to be filling up a plate, let alone bringing a plate back upstairs to a guest he was sleeping with. It was very, very against hotel policies. But, Annette liked him, and he knew she would turn