She skipped in and out of one of the marble bathrooms, smiling. "It's awesome. You live here? All the time?" Even the apartment he'd given to her in L.A. was nothing compared to this. "You're so lucky." Gabriella walked over to the bedroom, touched the sheets once, then left and started looking everywhere else. It wasn't like she was going to sleep there, anyway. She'd take the couch.
"Room service?" That sounded great. "Please? You can pick out anything you want for me to eat, too, since I'm going to figure that you know more about what tastes better than I do." She looked at the balcony at the pool and hot tub and the VIEW, but sighed. "I didn't bring my bathing suit with me!" Frowning, she thought about it. "I guess I could go swimming in my underwear..."