Jill wasn't taking any chances this time and I found myself smirking as Ryan glared while she locked his door personally, him trapped inside. Hey, he had an en suite, right? And Mom fed him, so he'd be fine for now. And yes, I did have to be standing behind her, arms crossed and a grin on my face, as she treated him like a naughty toddler who should go stand in a corner for the rest of the day.

Because. I said so.

He was the last of the guests to be thus ...