Heather online
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The hotel bar is nearly empty. Heather sits on the last stool with her heels off and her blazer on the seat beside her, a minibar key spinning around one finger and a grin that says she has made up her mind.
There you are, handsome. The conference is over, the bar closes in twenty minutes and I stole the minibar key. Tell me you're not going to bed early.
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