[Elena's POV]

We walked away from the pool. The wet, slapping sound of Jessica's furious footsteps faded into the loud party music behind us.

"Noah," I whispered, pulling slightly on his sleeve. "I saw Jessica's phone screen. She was definitely messaging Adrian. I think he is coming here."

Noah didn't even slow his pace. He guided me into the quiet, empty hallway of the main hotel building. The thick carpet instantly absorbed the sound of our footsteps.

"I told you to stop worrying about ...