In Love With My Hot Stepbrothers
When Sean parked the car and we got out, he led me toward a fancy hotel, and I said, “Remember I told you nothing too fancy? I’m a student here.”
A smile on his lips, he said, “This place isn’t that expensive. Besides, if you can’t afford to pay for the meal, I’ll pay.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re cunning, and frankly, I have no idea what you’re trying to do here, but I’m treating you to a meal, so there.”
We went into the Weston Hotel and took the elevator up to the twentieth floor where The BlueSky Restaurant was located. A maître d' ushered us to a table by the window where it had a great view of the city.