Author's Note:
Okay, this one is to make up for all the months I made you go without Reni and Dev. I admit I decided you all needed a break from all the troubles and tribulations the two of them have been suffering. It was pretty clear to me that Dev and Reni needed a break from them too, so the following is a weekend getaway at a fancy hotel and you can guess the two of them didn't just sit around all weekend playing cards or lounging by the pool. If anything I just wonder how bad the bill was by the time the two of them got around to checking out.
Hugs
Darkstone57
Additional Note:
I really hate characters that won't let writers get a decent night's sleep. Reni and Dev decided I hadn't done enough when I dropped took a break and proceeded to not only invade my dreams, but wake me up in the middle of the night and make me face the glare of a computer screen before my first cup of coffee. Of all the rude, inconsiderate pain in the ass children...I thought my real ones were bad enough. Bah, back to work.
Darkstone57
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Reni Morris paid the taxi driver and headed into the hotel before even looking to see if the bellboy was bringing her bag. She was fill with an anticipation that she knew was from being able to spend the weekend away from all the problems that seemed to be a part of her and Dev's life. The last week had been a frenzy of activity getting the ombudsman program set up to help the wives and families of Dev's drivers keep in contact and to have a place to talk about any concerns and fears they had with their husbands on the road for a good share of their time. There was also the news that her real father had found a place just outside of Seattle where he could set up a base on the West coast and be close to his renewed relationship with her real mother and half sister and brother.
At the desk of the hotel, she worked to keep her heartbeat regular and catch her breath as she remembered how Dev had called her that morning and told her to pack a bag and meet him at five in the afternoon in the penthouse suite. He hadn't explained too much of what was happening except to say that they would be there for the weekend and to pack accordingly. He would take care of everything else.
"Can I help you?" A woman with a smile and a badge reading M. Andrews stepped up to the other side.
"I'm Reni Morris, I was told to meet my husband here in the penthouse this afternoon."
The look of doubt that crossed the woman's face didn't surprise Reni; she was used to it in fact. She hardly fit the idea of what a man like Dev's wife should be in looks or figure. Everyone in Seattle knew of the self-made man who had started with one truck and built up the huge trucking company that they could claim as their own. "I don't know if Mr. Morris has checked in, just let me check." She turned her back on Reni and went to speak to a tall, slender man with graying hair and Reni smiled as he turned to look at her.
It was obvious that Dev had spoken to the man and made sure he was aware of any problems might arise. The man looked at the woman and frowned. "I'll handle this Miss Andrews." The frown turned to a smile as he greeted Reni. "Mrs. Morris, please excuse Miss Andrews for not helping you at once. All is arranged, and please allow me to escort you to the penthouse myself." He turned back to look at Miss Andrews with a "we will discuss this later" look. "So hard to get good help these days..."
Reni wanted to give the woman a sympathetic look but couldn't. She knew she didn't fit the role, but dammit, she had grown up with money and had learned early that you expected good service no matter what you looked like if you were rich enough. In her best Rich Bitch voice she looked at the manager. "Think nothing of it; I know how hard it is for everyone these days."
The manager looked grateful for her understanding and during the ride to the top floor he expressed his hope that she and her husband would have a pleasant stay in the hotel and if they needed anything they should feel free to call and talk to him personally.
Back at the desk, the M. Andrews was being berated by the assistant manager. "Didn't they tell you when you went to work here that you keep up with the local gossip?"
"Yes, but why would she be in the gossip columns, she's nothing special and hardly the type of woman a man like Devlin Morris would take an interest in." She didn't add that the idea of a hunk like Morris being interested in a fat bitch was beyond her understanding.
"Then you need to go back and read the columns. Not only is she as rich as he is, but he married her just a week or so after they met. From what I've heard from a friend, who works at the condo building where they live, he's heard plenty of comments from their neighbors about how the two of them are long and loud in bed and no one seems to mind who hears them. So I suggest you brush up and be prepared to be called in on the carpet when Mr. Simms comes back down."
Dev was already in the Penthouse and he looked at her as she came in with the manager and bellboy in tow. She saw his frown and tried to ward off his temper if the man told him about the woman's rudeness downstairs. "Dev, this is Mr. Simms, he was kind enough to escort me up to this gorgeous suite, don't you think that was very nice of him?"
"It depends on why he felt the need to do it." Her husband didn't look convinced.
"Oh just a little misunderstanding with one of his underlings; she wasn't sure if you had checked in yet. Mister Simms was very nice in explaining you had."
"Well, I hope the next time we decide to stay here Mister Simms will make it clear to his employees that you are to be sent up whether or not I have arrived. I'd hate to have to tell the people who recommended it that we weren't happy with the service." For a minute Reni could have sworn he was her grandfather and he had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but then she remembered he had worked hard for what he had and he had learned it all the hard way. Moving closer into the crook of his arm she kissed his cheek. "Well, I guess we can let it go this time, and thank you Mr. Simms for escorting the most precious thing in my life up to me."
"It was my pleasure Mr. Morris." The man actually bowed and while Dev tipped the bellboy, Reni took a minute to explore the area that would be her life for the next three days.
Talk about luxury. She was instantly in love with the fireplace and the gorgeous furnishings. It was a little over done, but not to an extreme. The dining area was able to seat six, but still gave off a cozy effect and the bedroom reminded her of something out of the movies in design. When she found the way to the bathroom, she almost wanted to strip off and jump into the huge bath and swim her way to the shower.
Dev walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. "This is actually one of the small penthouse suites. I didn't want to have to chase you from room to room." His fingers moved up to caress her breasts and she moaned as they rubbed her nipples through the fabric of her top and bra. "First rule of the weekend; no bra and no underwear of any kind for either of us. I want to be able to feel you under the sheerest things you own."
She smiled. "No wonder all I could find was my shorty nighties and worn out tee shirts and jeans. Are we even leaving the penthouse this weekend?"
"Only in case of fire or world war," He was already working to unhook her bra and covering her bare skin with his hands. "I would plan on needing to replace those worn things of yours too, because I plan to rip them off you at odd times and hours of the next seventy two hours."
"Just spare the little red nighty your mother got for me. I like it."
"I'll consider it if you do something for me."
"And that is?"
"Strip off you clothes right now and go over to the couch."
She looked at him and licked her lips. "What about you?"
"I'll get there soon enough, just do as I said and when you get to the couch, lay back on it and I'll be right back." He left her standing where she was and went out to the dining area. With a shake of her head, she did as he asked then walked naked into the front area and lay back on the couch as he had asked.
Actually it was a very comfortable thing to lie on and the pillows were soft as she snuggled her head into them. She could hear Dev doing something but didn't bother to look. He was running this show. She just hoped he didn't take too long, despite her lack of apparel the room was warm and she was beginning to relax.