He paid you for the whole night to just keep him company, that simple.

You woke up the next morning, still in his hotel suite. You walked over to the big dining area, he was sitting at the table with a newspaper.

“Good morning. Are you hungry? You must be.” He said softly, standing up and pulling a chair out for you.

“Why don’t you sit and have something to eat? I-I took the liberty of ordering everything on the menu, I didn’t know what you’d like.” He added politely.