Lisa got herself the front seat besides the man early enough.
She didn't want to sit near Canary at all.
As the driver drove off Lisa's eyes went to the window where she could observe the town from.
Canary seemed relaxed, his eyes half-closed as he enjoyed the ride. Every so often, he would glance at Lisa, his expression unreadable.
As they approached the hotel, the driver asked, "Mr. Anderson, would you like me to drop you off at the entrance or would you prefer to go straight to your suite?"
Canary responded immediately, "Take us to the entrance, please. We'll check in and then head to our rooms."
Lisa nodded in agreement, her eyes still fixed on the road ahead.
As they pulled up to the entrance, Canary opened the door and stepped out, offering his hand to Lisa. She took it, her touch brief as she exited the car.
As they walked into the hotel, Lisa couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
She knew that Canary was a playboy, and she was determined to keep their relationship professional. But as they approached the reception desk, she couldn't help but notice the way Canary's eyes seemed to linger on her, his gaze sending shivers down her spine.
"Welcome to the Grand Plaza Hotel," the receptionist said, her smile warm and inviting. "You must be Mr. Anderson and Ms. Arnold. We've been expecting you."
Canary nodded, his smile charming. "Yes, that's us. We have a reservation for the next few days."
As the receptionist checked them in, Lisa couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation. She knew that she was in for a challenging few days, but she was determined to keep her focus on the conference and her work.