This Is Heaven in Hiding (Chapter 17)
(… a few months later)
The line at the hotel’s breakfast buffet is surprisingly long and not so surprisingly filled with other attorneys Clarke recognizes from the conference. It’s been a long four days away from home and everyone looks just about as tired as Clarke feels.
The fact that she doesn’t remember much of her facetime conversation last night with Lexa because she was more than half asleep at the time is more than embarrassing and has never happened before. But the big hotel bed was too empty for her to wake up feeling rested. They may not have been officially together for long, but Clarke is not too proud to admit that she hates sleeping alone.
And so, with a yawn, and a nod hello to Sinclair, she grabs a warm plate from the end of the breakfast bar and begins the slow trudge through the complimentary breakfast station. They have one morning session left before a quick flight home.
And she has plans tonight, oh she has plans.
Her phone buzzes in her hands and a brilliant burst of warmth floods through her when she sees those two initials that make her head swim. Although she has a sneaking suspicion that after the good morning text she gets back in reply to her own sent a half hour ago, she will find nothing but teasing on her tired state from last night.
Except that when she opens it, it’s not.
It’s definitely not.