50- Making Love On the Floor

As expected, Marwick wasn’t beside her when she woke up. But her plan didn’t include him being closer. She quickly pressed the bell for Greta.

Once she was done with her morning tasks and dressed up, she went out where other waiters could be seen in the living room standing in a long line.

A uniformed man who must be the hotel manager was giving orders to the waiters’ army.

“What’s going on, Greta?” she asked the woman in a low whisper.

“Mr. Garner has arranged an official dinner for the business fraternity near the beach,” Greta whispered back and took River to the kitchen.

River must be halfway through her breakfast when a familiar scent hit her nose. She turned and found Marwick coming inside the kitchen and took the chair near the small coffee table.

The hotel chef placed a breakfast plate in front of him.

“I am sorry. I thought you are done with the breakfast.” She said sheepishly but Marwick waved his hand carelessly and started taking big bites of his sandwich. River look