"Have you got any red wine, perhaps?" He inquired with a warm smile.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Jessie's brows lifted. "You are not room service. And do I appear to be the type of person who would have a glass of red wine in her room?" She wasn't ready to deal with another man.
Not another one of them again. Din Cooper has already caused enough harm.
"Hi, next door neighbor, I'm Nick Hamfrey."
She is aware of who he is, of course. Mr. Hamfrey. The same man she'd seen a few hours before, who also had class and a broad smile, and whom the registrar had attended to before she.
"There isn't any red wine in my room. You can go downstairs to ask the registrar how you can get a bottle of red wine at the hotel. No doubt, she'll be delighted to help." Jessie tried to close the door, but Nick stopped her right away.
