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keys.”
     
                  “Well, how will we get into our rooms?”
     
                  “Rooms,” Peter repeats still confused.
     
                  “Where do you expect us to sleep Peter?” Elliott looks at him as if he were a dumb 1 st grader.
     
                  “Uh, with Mom and me of course.” Peter doesn’t get it.
     
                  “I’m afraid I am not going to allow you to pressure Elle into sharing a room with you Peter. That is not acceptable. Brittany and Mark have been dating for close to a year and I am barely okay with them sharing a room but you and Elle are not even a couple yet.”
     
                  “Why don’t we let Elle decide Elliott, she seems like a big girl.” Olivia’s eyes are shooting daggers at me. I decide that I am not going to let her get her way.
     
                  “Actually, I’d rather we not share a room Peter. Elliott is right, we barely know each other.” Take that Olivia. Both Peter and Brittany look at me in disappointment. Both of them had been hoping I would be getting laid tonight.
     
                  “Well, there are no more rooms left.” Peter looks triumphant.
     
                  “Well then, you and your mom will share a room and I will share with Elle.” Elliott grabs the key from Peter’s hand and picks up our bags. “Let’s go check out our rooms folks.”
     
                  I follow behind him, secretly excited but agree with Brittany that her dad can be so overprotective sometimes.
                 
                  “I’m sorry Elle. Try and get a good nights sleep and we will work something else out for tomorrow okay.” Brittany gives me a hug and runs off to catch up with Mark who was anxious for them to get to the bedroom.
     
                  I see Olivia glaring at me and Peter looking at me miserably and I quickly follow Elliott into the room. “Night guys,” I shout back to them quickly.
     
                  “Wait a second Elle,” Peter quickly grabs me. “Come to my room tonight. I’m going to try and get my mom a suite.” I look at him and nod, not wanting to tell him no in fear that he would cause a scene.
     
                  “Good night Elle,” Olivia smiles at me sweetly as her son is watching. As soon as he turns away she says, “Don’t even think about trying to sleep with Peter tonight.”
     
                  I gape at her confused. Had she really warned me away from him?
     
                  “Maybe Elliott can read you a bedtime story to make you fall asleep before he comes to spend the night with me.” She turns away quickly at that point as Peter is walking but up to us. But I feel my insides quake with jealousy.
     
                  I walk into the room quickly and close the door. I can hear water running in the bathroom and I assume Elliott is taking a shower. I fall back onto the king-sized bed and sigh. I never thought I would be in such a complicated situation. It seemed as if I couldn’t win with either of these guys. Peter’s mother hated me and I wasn’t sure how he really felt about me asides from sexual attraction and Elliott was Brittany’s dad. He hated looked at me really since he found out who I was and I couldn’t even imagine how she would react if I were to date him. I was still lying on the bed when Elliott emerged from the bathroom wearing only a pair of boxer shorts.
     
                  I gasped when I saw him. He was so physically fit and attractive. He had a splattering of hair across his chest that made him even sexier.  I felt weak in the knees just looking at him.
     
                  “I hope you don’t mind sharing a bed with me tonight Elle?” He asked me in concern.
     
                  “No, no I don’t,” I mumbled