Tyler takes Abbie and Michelle to the after party

As they rode the elevator down, Abbie watched the numbers on the display fall. When they passed the 19th floor, she thought of Jake, and imagined him asleep in their room. What kind of pajamas does he wear? she almost inexplicably wondered to herself.

"We're going to the 4th floor," said Tyler. "They hold these rooms in case of emergencies, and this weekend, most of them are empty. So some folks and I who work here sneak in late at night. As long as we clean up after, no one notices."

Michelle looked at him dubiously. "And what, you bring us to your secret hotel lair, lock us up, and no one ever hears from us again?" Michelle giggled, but Abbie felt a little nervous hearing Michelle's joke.

"Hey, if it makes you feel better, we can leave the door unlocked. We can even prop it open with the little flippy latch thing. You can run away at any time." Tyler spoke with comfort, and Abbie wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. "Would you like that?"

Abbie nodded. "Sure, let's do that. Just leave the latch in the door. You like that, Michelle?"

"Yeah, if things go sideways, we can leave."

"Right."

They arrived at their floor, got off the elevator, and Tyler led them down a hallway to room 481. He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked the door.

"Tyler!" said a voice from inside. "Hey, man, glad you made it. We still got plenty of --" the voice stopped short as Abbie and Michelle entered the room. "Holy shit, dude. What did you bring?" The voice belonged to a stocky man with curly blond hair. He was extremely muscular, but shorter than average, about 5'7".

"Stefan, this is Abbie and Michelle. Girls, this is my friend Stefan." Tyler turned back to the door and turned the door latch so that it blocked the door from closing.

The bathroom door to the right opened, and a tall man emerged. He was Afro-Cuban, his black hair down to his shoulders. "Yo, Tyler. Welcome back, bro."

"Dominic, I was just introducing my friends Abbie and Michelle. This is Dominic."

Everyone shook hands and greeted one another. Abbie and Michelle were suddenly a bit more quiet than they had been at the bar. Dominic was not shy about looking the women up and down. "Damn, bro. Where did you find these two?"

Tyler laughed. "They were up at the bar. We've been hanging up there for a bit, and after closing, I figured I'd invite them over for a beer and whatever." Stefan chuckled, and Abbie wondered what 'whatever' must have meant between them.

Stefan held out two bottles. "You two want a beer?" he offered.

Abbie and Michelle each took a bottle, and had a sip. "Thanks," Abbie said.

They moved the gathering over to a pair of sofas surrounding a small coffee table. Abbie sat between Stefan and Tyler on one, Michelle sat with Dominic on the other.

Abbie broke the ice with some small talk. "Okay, so Tyler works at the steakhouse bar. Do you guys also work in the hotel?"

Dominic nodded. "I lifeguard at the pool. Stefan's a valet."

Abbie thought back to the morning, and everything that happened at the pool. It felt like forever ago. "It's a great pool. I was there most of the morning. What's that tunnel, though? It was chained off."

Dominic laughed. "Right, they're just fixing some stuff in there. It's just like a grotto thing. But dude, I worked this afternoon and my boy Hank told me that there were some people getting freaky in there today."

"Like what?" asked Tyler.

"Like went in the grotto and were fucking and shit."

Abbie blushed and drank her beer. She knew the story was about her, and the morning escapades she had with Jake and the other couple they had met.

Michelle sat up. "There were guests having sex at the pool? What do you do when you see that?"

Dominic shrugged. "Usually watch. If I'm working, damn, I can't like go do anything. I'd get fired. Can't slack off as a lifeguard." He looked over at Tyler. "Now this boy, dude, he can get a girl behind the bar and no one would know."

Now it was Tyler's turn to blush. "I don't know what you're talking about, Dom."

Stefan leaned in. "Word got down to valet tonight. Someone saw you tonight."

"Who?"

"Frank."

"Frank's full of shit." Tyler scoffed and drank his beer.

"Is he, though?" Stefan looked at Michelle and Abbie. "Maybe it was one of these two?"

At that, Michelle and Abbie looked at each other and smiled. "We'll never tell," said Michelle.

"You serious? Wow." Stefan leaned back. "Nothing ever fucking happens at valet. I need to get relocated."

"This may sound silly," said Abbie, "but it sounds to me like all any of you ever do is either have sex or talk about sex."

Tyler looked at Abbie. "And?"

Dominic leaned in. "Yeah. And?"

Abbie laughed. "And nothing. Seems like a good life to me!"