Harlan stepped into the hotel just as his phone buzzed again. He slid it from his pocket and grinned. There it was, the room number he'd been waiting for! Glad to be seeing Jayde again, he headed straight for the stairs. The exercise would warm him up for what was sure to come next, get his heart pumping and blood flowing.

Once before the non descript door, he lifted a hand to knock. For a moment, Harlan hesitated. What would he do if he couldn't just act like he always had, before he'd realized his feelings for Jayde? He shook his head, braced himself, and slapped the door a few times.