Working in a popular and prestigious hotel was never interesting for Graves, despite the friendly co-workers and good pay.

He didn’t care for remembering the guests’ faces, not many of them requested room service or an extra towel.

But his slight smile faltered when he saw you, a masculine, handsome guy walk into the hotel. Not like anyone he had ever seen, a walking image of someone he always desired.

You approached the front desk with a smile that made his hands shake. “How can I help you?”