"Oh sure, we can handle it," Donny said, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Mitch with a raised eyebrow. "Does this mean we have to fuck in the shower? I mean, it's doable but indefinitely would be annoying!" she said as she climbed out of the bed and pulled on fresh panties and a pair of yoga pants. She could see where this was going, even before Mitch gave her the look and when Noah gave her the room number she gave him and firm nod. "I don't want to see him in his boxer shorts any more than you do," she answered.
At least if it was a hotel thing it would be over, eventually, Donny thought as she slipped on sneakers and headed for the door. "I'll bring your phone," she told Noah with a resigned glare. "Damnit, I thought to day was going to be a good day!" she said heading out of the door, slamming it a little too hard on her way out. She would also bring tequila because she had a feeling that they were going to need it!