Free Only The Beginning (Rockin' Country) by Laramie Briscoe Page B

I could let you, and I guess this weekend would be a good a time to start as any.”
    They pulled up to the hotel, and he popped the lock on the doors to let the valet open them. “Then come on, Ms. Stewart, your good time awaits.”

Chapter Ten
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    T o say it was unusual for Hannah to be sitting back, letting a man other than a concierge carry her luggage, was an understatement. No man that she had ever dated, casually or seriously, had ever done things like that for her. In the back of her mind, she could hear Shell’s voice telling her that she’d never dated a man before. It was exciting and it made her feel that much more like a grown up.
    “We’re on the top floor. I pulled rank with the guys and got the biggest suite they have. I now have to grovel for the next week, but after you see this place, you’ll realize it was worth it,” he grinned at her, putting a key card in the elevator and hitting the correct button.
    “Garrett, you didn’t have to do that for me. I would have been perfectly happy with whatever room you normally stay in,” she protested.
    “Nah, really. It was fine. Off and on we’ve done it for different people. I haven’t done it in a while, and I wanted to do it for you. It’s not a big deal,” he assured her.
    Well, that was kind of a lie. It had been a big deal. The guys had given him a ton of shit for it. They’d made fun of him in their vulgar way and then proceeded to make sweet kissing sounds for the remainder of their bus ride. When it had finally come to a stop in Omaha, he was looking forward to his drive alone. They did it out of love and because they knew it bugged the shit out of him, but sometimes they were just a little too much.
    “I have a feeling you’re making it sound much less annoying than it was, but thank you anyway.” She went up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
    He didn’t answer either way, just enjoyed that she was willing not to put up a fight about it. When the elevator dinged, it opened right into the suite.
    “Here we go,” he said, pulling her suitcase in behind him.
    Hannah had never seen anything like this before. It looked to be two stories, had a kitchen, a fireplace, and a dining room table. “Garrett, this is amazing.”
    “It is pretty awesome,” he conceded as he walked up the stairs to put her suitcase where the bed was. He had already been here and scoped it out for all of five minutes before he left to pick her up.
    She glanced at the watch on her wrist and realized that it was getting to be early evening and she was getting hungry. “So what are our plans for tonight?” Her stomach picked that moment to growl, loudly.
    Garrett cracked up and leaned over the banister to look at her. “First thing will be getting you some food. When was the last time you ate?”
    “Early this morning. We’ve been on the go since then, and I have to admit, I was a little nervous about coming here.”
    It had really been a lot nervous, but she didn’t need to tell him that. Her nerves were her own thing, he would learn about them soon enough.
    He finished walking down the stairs and came to a stop in front of her. “There isn’t any reason for you to be nervous. I promise. I’m not going to ask you for something that you can’t give.”
    She exhaled loudly. “I know, but this is all so different and new to me that I’m just nervous about it. You should be flattered.”
    “I am, kinda,” he grinned.
    Her eyes couldn’t help but follow him as he walked around the room. She wasn’t sure what he was doing, but when he picked up a piece of paper and handed it to her, she wanted to get down on her knees and thank him. It was a menu to room service.
    “It all looks so good.” She bit her lip as she studied what was offered. “Are you hungry?” she looked up at him.
    “I’m starving, to be honest. So why don’t we eat and then figure out what we want to do.”
    “Sounds like a good plan to me.”
    After mulling over