Less than five minutes later, there was a knock at the hotel room door. “Mommy? Bear?”

Blair didn’t realize how much she had missed Nolan these past few hours until she heard his sweet little voice. She jumped out of bed to run to the door and greet him. “Coming, buddy!”

As soon as she opened the door, Nolan jumped into her arms. “Bear! I missed you.”

Blair chuckled and held him tightly. “I missed you too.”

“Did you have a good time?” Erin asked as she walked up behind Blair and Nolan and placed a hand on Blair’s shoulder.

“I had the best time!” Nolan wiggled out of Blair’s arms and jumped into his mom’s arms. “We went on so many rides.”

“That’s amazing.” Blair focused her attention on Marisol and Damien, who were still standing in the doorway. “I can’t thank you two enough for doing that for us.”

Marisol crinkled her eyebrows as she stared at Blair, studying her face as if she was looking for the answer to a question she hadn’t asked. “Did you two  have fun?” She looked between Blair and Erin. Blair could hardly stand still under the heat of her stare.

“We had a really nice time,” Erin answered before Blair could. “It was very refreshing.”

“Refreshing. Huh.” Marisol nodded and looked at Blair. “Can we talk out here really quick?” She now moved her gaze to Erin. “Just a quick bestie chat. I won’t keep her for long, I promise.”

Erin waved a hand at them. “Take your time. After keeping my son entertained these past few hours, the least I can do is give you a few minutes with your best friend.”

Blair nodded and followed Marisol out into the hallway. Marisol took a few dollar bills out of her pocket and handed them to Damien. “Sweetie, could you go get me a soda from the vending machine?

“You got it.” Damien snatched the money from her and walked down the hall.

Marisol watched him retreat, and as soon as he was out of view, she turned on her heels to stare at Blair. She crossed her arms over her chest and lifted one eyebrow. “I thought you said this wasn’t a date.”

“It… it wasn’t.”

“Oh yeah?” Marisol smirked. “If it wasn’t a date, why did you have sex with her?”

“I didn’t ha—” Blair sighed. There was no sense in lying to her best friend. She clearly already knew the truth. “How do you know we had sex?”

Marisol laughed and clapped her hands together. “We’ve been best friends forever. It’s written all over your face.”

Blair shrugged. “It just kind of happened, I guess.”

“You just happened  to take her clothes off and give her an orgasm?” Marisol asked sarcastically.