Car Games

“I will be right down.” I look at him, wondering what is happening.

“Liam is trying to get upstairs. We need to get dressed and go down.” All three of us begin moving and getting dressed before we walk downstairs. Sure enough, Liam is being held back by two men.

“Seriously, you can't trust me to walk to your room?” He looks rather frustrated that he can’t get upstairs. Why is he even trying to anyway?

“Look, Liam, if you want to use the services here, you can, but you'll have to book in and follow the rules like everyone else. Plus, pass all the checks.” Jackson looks towards the receptionist.

“What, like she does? So, it's okay to bend the rules for her?” Liam is clearly not happy, his finger pointing at me. Why has he now gone back to hating me?

“Liam, she is my partner, so yes, she can use this building just like me. It is my business; she is my partner, so it is just as much hers.” Jackson says it softly, trying not to cause more trouble as guests are watching. My eyes stare at hi