hospital stay and we both became huge fans of the entire series. Because of our low budget, I have printed out our own maps and we are going to use public transport instead of hiring a tour company to take us around. Melanie’s smile is beaming out of her as we make our way to the elevator.
“Oh god, imagine if they’re filming on location today, we might actually see Jamie Dornan,” she squeals excitedly, hitting the elevator button. “He can be my second baby daddy, if Marcus doesn’t work out,” she continues, triggering me to giggle softly.
Seattle in May is absolutely beautiful, it was a glorious clear blue sky day and it was nice and warm with the temperature sitting at 80 degrees Fahrenheit. We visited all of the locations on our map, bar the Heathman hotel as it was a little too far off the radar. The cast were filming today too, but unfortunately for us they were filming in Vancouver and neither Melanie nor I have passports, so that adventure will have to remain on our list for another day. By the time we walk back into the hotel, we are both deliriously tired but incredible happy. Even seeing Slater standing in the elevator couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I shouldn’t have been surprised that he was staying at this hotel as it is the closest one to the stadium they’re playing at. That was one of the reasons I chose to stay at this hotel as well. Slater seems a little surprised when he first sees me, but he still holds the elevator open for us to enter. Melanie is too busy scrolling through the pictures on her phone to notice him standing in the corner of the elevator.
“Thank you,” I whisper graciously. The instant I enter the elevator I smell his delicious manly scent. I also find it surprising that he still has the slight aroma of oil, considering we are in the middle of the city. When he does a little cough, my eyes lift to discover a suspicious smirk on his face. When his eyes dart down to my body, I realize that I am leaning towards him in an attempt to get a better sniff and he has noticed. Thankfully, when the elevator dings, it opens on the floor Melanie and I are staying on. I quickly usher her out of the elevator feeling embarrassed that he busted me sniffing him, while also grateful that Melanie remains completely oblivious about everything that just happened.
“Sorry,” I mumble, not missing the slight chuckle of Slater that sounds out of the now closed elevator doors.
Melanie and I spend the remainder of the night drinking cheap margarita drinks that we mixed in the wine cooler bucket in our room. We didn’t have any fancy glasses so we used the paper cups the hotel supplied in the bathroom instead. Our lack of fancy accessories didn’t dampen our night or our mood. We danced, laughed and cried the night away. It was one of the most memorable days I have ever had with her.
The next morning, I headed down to the lobby to finalise our bill. Today is our last day in Seattle and I’m trying my hardest to put on a brave front. I’ve only known Melanie for two years, but she is closer to me than even my own family and I’m going to miss her so much.
“Put thirty dollars on the AmEx, forty dollars on the MasterCard and the remainder of the balance on the Visa please,” I inform the hotel clerk. From the way her eyes narrow and she huffs in annoyance, anyone would swear I am paying the entire hotel bill in pennies.
“Oh no, put forty dollars on the AmEx,” I instruct once I double check my online balance. I only have thirty-one dollars left on my MasterCard and I don’t want to get an overdrawn fee.
“Pay her entire bill with this,” instructs a deep voice to my left that I instantly recognize as a platinum credit card is handed to the hotel clerk.
“It’s fine,” I reply, trying to snatch Slater’s credit card back out of the hotel clerks grasp. The stern middle aged clerk raises the card out of my reach and her pointed nose
“Oh god, imagine if they’re filming on location today, we might actually see Jamie Dornan,” she squeals excitedly, hitting the elevator button. “He can be my second baby daddy, if Marcus doesn’t work out,” she continues, triggering me to giggle softly.
Seattle in May is absolutely beautiful, it was a glorious clear blue sky day and it was nice and warm with the temperature sitting at 80 degrees Fahrenheit. We visited all of the locations on our map, bar the Heathman hotel as it was a little too far off the radar. The cast were filming today too, but unfortunately for us they were filming in Vancouver and neither Melanie nor I have passports, so that adventure will have to remain on our list for another day. By the time we walk back into the hotel, we are both deliriously tired but incredible happy. Even seeing Slater standing in the elevator couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I shouldn’t have been surprised that he was staying at this hotel as it is the closest one to the stadium they’re playing at. That was one of the reasons I chose to stay at this hotel as well. Slater seems a little surprised when he first sees me, but he still holds the elevator open for us to enter. Melanie is too busy scrolling through the pictures on her phone to notice him standing in the corner of the elevator.
“Thank you,” I whisper graciously. The instant I enter the elevator I smell his delicious manly scent. I also find it surprising that he still has the slight aroma of oil, considering we are in the middle of the city. When he does a little cough, my eyes lift to discover a suspicious smirk on his face. When his eyes dart down to my body, I realize that I am leaning towards him in an attempt to get a better sniff and he has noticed. Thankfully, when the elevator dings, it opens on the floor Melanie and I are staying on. I quickly usher her out of the elevator feeling embarrassed that he busted me sniffing him, while also grateful that Melanie remains completely oblivious about everything that just happened.
“Sorry,” I mumble, not missing the slight chuckle of Slater that sounds out of the now closed elevator doors.
Melanie and I spend the remainder of the night drinking cheap margarita drinks that we mixed in the wine cooler bucket in our room. We didn’t have any fancy glasses so we used the paper cups the hotel supplied in the bathroom instead. Our lack of fancy accessories didn’t dampen our night or our mood. We danced, laughed and cried the night away. It was one of the most memorable days I have ever had with her.
The next morning, I headed down to the lobby to finalise our bill. Today is our last day in Seattle and I’m trying my hardest to put on a brave front. I’ve only known Melanie for two years, but she is closer to me than even my own family and I’m going to miss her so much.
“Put thirty dollars on the AmEx, forty dollars on the MasterCard and the remainder of the balance on the Visa please,” I inform the hotel clerk. From the way her eyes narrow and she huffs in annoyance, anyone would swear I am paying the entire hotel bill in pennies.
“Oh no, put forty dollars on the AmEx,” I instruct once I double check my online balance. I only have thirty-one dollars left on my MasterCard and I don’t want to get an overdrawn fee.
“Pay her entire bill with this,” instructs a deep voice to my left that I instantly recognize as a platinum credit card is handed to the hotel clerk.
“It’s fine,” I reply, trying to snatch Slater’s credit card back out of the hotel clerks grasp. The stern middle aged clerk raises the card out of my reach and her pointed nose
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