The rest of the ride to the hotel was quiet.
Not the comfortable kind of quiet and not the hostile kind either. Just two people sitting with things too large to make small talk around, watching the city move past the windows.
Julian pulled up outside the Meridian, and they got out.
The hotel lobby was cool and marble-floored, the kind of place that smelled like fresh flowers and money. Yvette led the way to the lift without being asked, and Julian followed, hands in his pockets, saying nothing.
At the door to her suite, she slid the keycard and pushed it open.
"Come on." She stepped inside and glanced back at him. "I don't bite." Julian stayed in the doorway.
Yvette looked back at him with a small smile. "Well." She tilted her head. "Not hard."
"Get the baby," Julian said. "And let's go."
"Whatever," she said, and disappeared inside.
Julian stayed where he was. He leaned against the doorframe, looked down the hallway, and breathed slowly.
