“We’ll get in trouble.”
“Wait, what?” He frowned. “You’re serious?”
I nodded frantically.
He cocked his head. “Turn ourselves into who?”
“Whom,” I corrected.
“Whom… whatever.”
“Maybe they’ll go easy on us if we throw ourselves at the mercy of the court.”
“Sierra, what court?” Wrath laughed, then his face got serious again. “Baby, are you high?”
“What? No.”
Wrath looked into my eyes. “Your pupils are like saucers, and you seem paranoid as fuck.”
“Shhhh. She’s coming back. Oh, my god.” I drew in a sharp breath, muttering to myself, “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.”
“Sorry about that, my printer was out of paper,” she said, before handing Wrath’s ID and credit card back to him. “Okay, Mr. Reid, you’re all checked in. I truly hope you enjoy your stay with us. Here’s your receipt, and don’t hesitate to ask any of our staff members for anything you may need.”
“Thank you,” Wrath replied, grabbing our bags, and ushering me to the elevator.
“She called you by your real name,” I hiss-pered. “You told me you used your fake ID.”
“I was kidding. If I’d known you were on a magic carpet ride, I never would have messed with you.”
Tears streamed down my face. “I ate a Saturn. I’m not supposed to be high.” I half-whined and half-slurred.
Wrath laughed, then his face got serious. “Baby, you trippin’?”
I blinked up at him, and you know when (in movies), the camera pans in real close, and there’s a little dinging noise in the background every time the eyelashes connected with the waterline of someone’s eye? Yeah, I’m pretty sure I heard that… out loud. “Balllllls,” I breathed out.
Wrath pulled his buzzing phone from his pocket. “Hold on, It’s Raquel,” he said before answering. “Hey, what’s up?”
“Why is she calling?” I asked, trying to whisper sweetly, but ending up sounding more like Gollum.
Wrath shushed me as he listened to Raquel. “Uh huh. Yeah, a little late for that info, but it explains a few things. Alright, darlin’ thanks for the call and don’t worry, I’m a good babysitter. I’ll get her up to the room, order up double desserts and put on SpongeBob.”
“SpongeBob?” I asked excitedly to another shush from Wrath.
“Okay, thanks for the call,” he said before tapping his cell phone.
“What’s up, buttercup?” I asked loud enough for everyone in the lobby to hear.
“Let’s get up to the room and I’ll explain.”
Wrath guided me and our luggage inside the elevator, pressing the button for the top floor.
I clapped my hands excitedly. “Did you get us a fancy room?”
“In fact, I did. I booked the two of us for the total immersion fantasy package, which includes the penthouse suite, which I need to get you to right away.”
“I’m stoned, huh?”
“Yes, baby. You are very stoned.”