sitting beside him smirked, in anticipation of my reaction. He knew that I despised being handled and more importantly that I hated being called Ma’am.
“Jake, you’re new so I’ll give you some leeway. I am sure you are extremely capable of your job or Chris would not have hired you, however, if you call me Ma’am one more time, navy seal or not I’m going to guarantee you, you will never father any children. We clear?”
“Yes Ma.... I mean Yes Sir....I mean...” Jake stuttered awkwardly.
“Lexi is a perfectly acceptable response, Solider.” DarNell offered.
“I wasn’t a solider Sir, I was a Navy Seal. Therefore I was a Sailor .” Jake clarified, clearly offended at DarNell’s faux pas.
“My apologies, Sailor.” DarNell shook his head as he returned his attention to the passing landscape.
“You like making men squirm, don’t you? The kid has served countless tours behind enemy lines and it’s you who gets him pissing down his leg.” Alex’s low amused voice filled my ear.
“Just doing my part for his personal development. It’s kind of like basic training for the real world.” I whispered back.
I settled into Alex’s arms as we rode the rest of trip in silence. I watched as the historical sites of the city came into view. The Colosseum, catching the afternoon sun was breathtaking.
Our hotel, St Regis Grand Rome, was situated in the heart of the city. It was a luxurious and elegant landmark hotel, which had undergone multi-million dollar renovations in the late 90s.
The cars entered through a side street, which took us to the back entrance. As expected, there were people waiting here as well, though they seemed less fevered than those from the airport.
We filed out of the cars and into the hotel, its opulent decor engulfing my senses as we wandered down the hall and into the main lobby. Influenced by Empire, Regency and Louis XV styles, it had earned its reputation for being one of the finest hotels in Rome.
“Lexi!” shrieked a voice from across the lobby.
“Is there anyone you don’t know?” sneered Dan, still groggy from the after effects of the Xanax.
We looked over to the direction of the voice to see a petite, well endowed, brunette walking toward us.
“WOW what a knockout! I call her,” blurted Troy, barely able to pull his eyes away from her curves as she strutted over in her obscenely high heels.
“Lexi!” she threw her arms around my neck and gave me a full open mouthed kiss.
“I think I just came,” gasped Dan, his eyes popping out of his head.
“Stefania. It’s been a long time,” I greeted as I pulled her arms from my neck.
“Too Long!” Stefania bellowed. “I’ve missed you!” she circled her small delicate hands around my waist.
I heard a groan from behind me, though I wasn’t sure who it was.
“Lexi, aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend.” Alex smiled playfully. Yes I’m sure he, like the rest of them was enjoying Stefania’s little display.
“Stefania, this is Power Station.” I pointed to each of the members individually and introduced them by name, as Stefania nodded enthusiastically. “Guys, this is Stefania. She is an old friend.”
“Pleased to meet you all! I’ve heard your records!” Stefania’s voice rose an octave.
“Come, let me show you to your rooms! We have you in our finest suites.” Stefania gestured to the bellboy who had loaded all our bags onto large birdcage trolleys.
“You work here?” I followed as she stepped out in front of me directing us to the elevator.
“Riccardo bought the hotel a few years ago. He was bored working for his father. I help from time to time.” Stefania gave me a knowing smile.
My voice dropped to a whisper. “Riccardo is here?” I looked around.
“Yes, he is in his office. He called me when he saw your name on the reservation. Please you must have dinner with us this evening, all of you.” She beamed, barely able to contain her excitement.
Riccardo Cassius
Carolyn Faulkner
Jenni James
Thomas M. Reid
Olsen J. Nelson
Ben H. Winters
Miranda Kenneally
Aiden James, Patrick Burdine
Anne Mather
David Stuckler Sanjay Basu
Kate Sherwood