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cover her skin.
    “Yeah.” She replies raggedly.
    She yells to her friends that she’ll see them in the morning before making our way out of the bar. A cab is sitting outside near the curb so I direct her to it while asking her if a hotel is okay.
    She says that it is, so while getting in the cab myself I give the driver directions to a nice hotel that I know of that isn’t too far away.  Minutes later the driver pulls up alongside the entrance I toss him a fifty and exit the cab pulling her out behind me.
    “I’ll wait out here while you get a key.” She says while looking anywhere but at me.
    She’s nervous. “You’re not going to run are you?” I ask, making sure that if I were to leave her she wouldn’t just disappear, if she decides to go home instead of in the hotel with me I’d rather know she made it home safely than to worry about where she disappeared off to.
    “I promise, I’ll be waiting right here.”
    Good enough. I open the glass door to the hotel in front of me, it’s the same one we stayed at last year while we were in Boston. The same hotel we stayed at when we did our show for Natalie and Layla’s college. Memories, they’ll always be there. I approach the desk clerk and ask for the nicest non-suite room they have. She suggests a room with a jacuzzi tub, I can’t help it. This piques my interest and the things I wouldn’t do just to see Abagail nude in it, to fuck her in it. I hand her my credit card, sign a paper and walk away with the key.
    Like she promised, there she is waiting on the sidewalk of the hotel. She still seems nervous so I decide to offer her an out, again. “Are you sure you want to do this? If you don’t, I can get a cab to take you home.”
    “I do want to do this, I’m just nervous because I don’t normally meet men and agree to a one night stand.”
    I hide the smile she lit within me because of that simple statement. Oddly, it makes me happy that she’s not my typical one night stand kind of woman. That I’m her first in this. I reassure her that we’ll take it slow while placing my hand at her back leading her into the hotel. It takes all of my control not to jump on her in the elevator, to slide my leg between hers to feel how wet she is. To kiss at her neck and suck on her tongue. I glance over at her, she’s biting her lip and all I want to do is take that lip onto my mouth to offer it comfort from the owners’ maltreatment with something so sensitive.
    The elevator dings and the doors open, I exit first while she follows behind me. When I find the room I unlock it and hold it open for her. She pauses upon entrance, her eyes staring at the tub. I can tell that she wants to try it out by the way her gaze looks at the enormous bed then back to the tub, light shines in her eyes when staring at that tub. Wonder how bright her eyes would shine once she’s in it.
    I take it upon myself to start filling the tub for her, “a bath will help calm your nerves,” I offer in explanation while grabbing some bubble bath that they left on the side of the bathtub and dumping it in. I suggest she undress and slide on in while I search out the mini-bar for another drink. One long counter lines a wall, below is a small refrigerator, I open it and take out the first bottle I see. An upscale brand of champagne, I open it and fill two flutes.
    I look back to her se ated beneath the bubble in the jacuzzi bathtub. Her eyes are closed and her face is serene, in peace and relaxed. I sneak up on her and ask her if she’d like her drink in a mere whisper.
    She turns to me, my mouth only inches away from hers, “I’ll take it now.” She says on a breathless voice. Our fingers meet when she takes the glass from my hand. Her touch soothes me in a way that I’ve never known, and I’m not comfortable with it. This appeal makes no sense at all, an attraction that I don’t have time for. I attempt to mask my emotions, it’s better if she has no idea how attracted I am to her.