25. Luke

Chapter 25

Luke

With the bottomhalf of my white T-shirt transparent, my pants dripping onto the floor, and my slip-on sandals full of water, I knock on the door to my room.

The only reason I have my phone on me is because it was already in my hand when she sent me her room number. But I didn’t bring my room key.

I also didn’t bring a condom.

I didn’t even pack condoms for this trip.

This wasn’t supposed to be that sort of vacation.

I knock a second time.

“Yeah, yeah,” Jacob says from the other side.

He pulls the door open a little, then all the way. “What the fuck?”

“Don’t ask.” I stride past him and right into the bathroom to strip off my wet clothes.

My Little Royal is eating hand-delivered ice cream in her suite, while I’m wet and cold in my shared room with my cousin asking me a million questions.

She definitely owes me.