

When he opened the door, there stood an adorable tall, husky black man we had noticed from across the dance floor earlier because he had such a fun, welcoming smile. He apologized for knocking on the wrong door and we all joked around for a while about how crazy it was that we were at a hotel where it was totally acceptable that Prescott opened the door to a stranger while we were both wearing nothing but our birthday suits.
After he left, I told Prescott we should have just invited him in. He seemed pretty hesitant to walk away from our door. Can’t imagine why?! 😉 lol