With Granger’s broad form leading the way, Bliss hauled her bag into the Inn. A fluttering of snow followed them inside, as if it didn’t want the party to end. She found herself laughing with sheer delight at their escape from the storm. Even though she and Granger had been at odds ever since she stepped off the elevator, now it felt as if they were old friends. Nothing like surviving a walk through a blizzard to create a bond.
They stomped the snow off their boots just inside the lobby. Vaguely, she was aware of other guests occupying the armchairs by the hearth, and someone checking in at the reception desk. Everyone else seemed to form a kind of hazy backdrop, however. Her attention was entirely focused on the man carrying her cases as if they weighed no more than a pizza box.
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