"What are you doing here?" I ask as Ben approaches me.
He still looks the same as he did the last time I saw him, two years ago. His brown hair is longer and a bit messier, but those soft brown eyes haven't changed a bit. They still look so warm and inviting.
"You don't think I've figured out that you've been reserving rooms in my name to cover your ass?" he asks with a smirk, stopping in front of me.
I look down and smile. Every hotel room I've rented for the past two years, I've rented in Ben's name. I guess I did it again out of habit, even though I didn't really have to this time.
"I heard about Harry," he says quietly, causing my head to shoot up. "I'm so sorry, Alexa. I know this..." he blows out a breath and looks around anxiously. "I know this really hits home for yo
