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Chapter 11 WHEN JOELLE DIDN'T text me back right away, I thought she never would. The last thing I ever imagined was that she'd show up at the hotel during one of my shifts. Luckily, when Joelle walked through the door, I had just finished checking guests out for the day. I don't think I could have done my job properly with my father's girlfriend standing in the lobby. The second I saw her, my heart stopped beating—at least, that's what it felt like. I guess, if it had actually stopped beating, I would have died. And maybe I did, because what happened later on was surely a slice of heaven. “What are you doing here?” I asked. Joelle came forward and leaned her elbow against the desk, then shifted the weight of her breasts onto her arm. Her cleavage was stunning. “Is that how you