No thanks

"No Thanks" You reply. If only you could come up with some smooth line to talk her into joining you in your room for the night. Asking what time she gets off work is the only thing you could come up with, and there's no way that would work.

Oh well, you think. I should drop my stuff off and try to find Samantha. You make your way upstairs to your hotel room. It's pretty decent. There's a window overlooking the beach, a nice queen size bed with an unusually soft comforter. A television sits opposite the bed. And the bathroom has both a shower stall encased in glass walls and door as well as a separate jacuzzi. It's all what you expected to find.

You drop your bag off at the foot of your bed and send a quick text to Sam.

"I'm here. Just checked in"

You see the Bretton Lodge brochure laying on a counter. You skim it to take note of some of the amenities here.

Bretton Lodge gladly offers many services for your stay.
The Bretton Lodge Spa offers a sauna, massage therapy, and an olympic size pool.
The Beach-Comber Bar offers tropical flavors and a wonderful view of the beach.
The beautiful Bretton Valley Golf Course is open to guests

You stare out the window over the beach. The endless waves come crashing in, girls are sunbathing in skimpy suits, some co-ed groups are playing volleyball. You look a little more directly beneath you and notice a small hotel bar that backs up to the beach. Getting a drink sounds like a great idea right about now.