Chapter 2022 A Romantic Ice Cream:>Ep7

As the woman behind the front desk validated my credit card, I wondered idly whether she knew Jordan. She seemed too old to be a contemporary. I got the distinct impression that my lack of baggage had drawn a little disapproving scrutiny; 'in this day and age?' I wondered to myself.
Two door keys in hand - I guess she'd made the logical assumption - I headed for the elevators, but then was hit by a potential problem. Scanning the lobby, I saw a sign above a door saying '24 x 7,' and headed gratefully toward it. Sure enough there was a toiletries section, and I grabbed what I needed, also picking up some toothpaste, mouthwash, and two brushes as an afterthought.
My items purchased, I headed for the fourth floor, hoping that Jordan had not found the delay too frustrating. En route to the room, I tapped out a message to my friend. It felt conspiratorial, almost like a secret affair, though neither of us had a current significant other.