This day needed to be over; scratch that, this whole week needed to be over. The hotel was sold out for the third weekend in a row and I was stuck on rotation with Marcy. Marcy barely knew how to make a keycard even after working here for five years. She spent more time on her cellphone than she actually did working. So it should not have been a surprise to me as she moaned on her cellphone to one of her many boyfriends f...

Fuck, I was late and not even by a little bit. The “team building activity,” whatever bullshit the General Manager felt like hocking off about teamwork, had ran late and I still needed to make my way home to change. All I wanted to do was get home and shower. I shot Bennett a quick text that I was running late as I waited for the light to change so I could get home quickly. Bennett had been out of town all week for work a...