"Good," she said, leaning into him. There was a twinkle in her eye, and then the elevator stopped. Whether she had used her power to make the ride up shorter or not, she'd never tell, but the doors slid open, and she led him into the suite.
The table in the dining area was already set, with the dishes covered to keep the food warm, beverages chilling in buckets of ice, candles lit in the center of the table, and the shades drawn open to reveal the expansive view beyond. "Welcome to my world, Dean."