Stepping off the elevator, my black Louboutin high heels clicked against the marble floors as I strolled towards the lobby, but I didn’t see Logan anywhere, and for the first time I was actually waiting on him.
Ignoring the stares from the people surrounding me, I approach the front desk to speak with Henry. He was the manager of the Plaza Hotel and has been working here since I was a little girl.
His face softens as he looks at me.
"Ah, now there's a sight for sore eyes. What can I do for you, my dear?"
"Your compliments never seize to brighten my day, Henry," I smile, floored at his praise as I take his hand in mine. "I was wondering if you could do me a small favor and let Mr. Lockwood know I will be waiting for him in the lounge when he gets here,"
"Of course, h
