Hi Sara!
Chapter 10
beside his suitcase, the top of it lifted wide open. In her arms she was holding his suit…the suit.
Clark! The maid could have found it!
MAID: Oh, those Americans and their games. /puts suit back with two fingers/
She looked over at the suit and then away again. He felt a little bit stunned at her admission. Never in a million years did he think she would be angry at herself for rejecting him. Humiliated, yes, but mad at herself?
It’s an unexpected turn of events.
And I know we’re here, and we have this beautiful room and this bed, but I don’t know if I’m ready to —”
Don’t worry. He tends to run at the first sign of female interest.
“I think we should write about the Mars bars…I really liked the Mars bars.”

Very sweet ending!
/rushes off to the epilogue/

Michael