Suddenly the moment was ruined by a hooting car in the parking lot, it was Brant.
Arina giggled at the stupendous timing of her compatriot.
"I guess this is goodnight," she said. Fleezy had his eyes closed, not even trying to hide his annoyance with Brant's hooter.
"I guess so, though...there's a couple of hours between now and sunrise and my room isn't so far." A cheeky smile lit his eyes up.
"Fleezy, this isn't the way I want you to remember me."
"And how exactly is that?"
Brant hooted again, she was getting impatient. "I'm not a one night stand girl."
Fleezy opened his eyes wide with surprise.
"You think I spent all that time getting to know you as a one night stand girl?" Arina remained silent as she didn't know how to answer Fleezy's question.