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went off again, bringing back the reality of it all.
    Nice tease show.  You’ll pay for that soon enough.
    Amanda laughed and then squeezed the phone in her hand.  She turned and started to move towards the bathroom door.  When she caught herself pausing and gazing around the amazing bathroom, she wasn’t sure why.  She took one last deep breath of the warm, moist air, picking up on the comforting smell of lavender on her skin.
    Something told her that this place, the bathroom, would be the calm before the storm. 
    Amanda welcomed it and hurried from the bathroom back into the hallway. 
    She wasted no time walking down the soft plush carpet, feeling the chill of the room temperature air attack the skin that remained exposed until the closed towel. 
    She stopped before entering the bedroom, able to see just inside of it.  Part of her honestly didn’t want to go back into the room.  She didn’t want to be alone anymore.  She didn’t want to play Alexander’s games anymore.  The games were hot and steamy, but just how far away was he?  And when did he plan on coming here?  (Or worse yet, did he plan on coming at all?)  Somewhere, the mature version of herself forced Amanda to consider the fact that she did have a life thousands of miles away, and she knew it waited for her but she almost wished it didn’t. 
    Amanda typed to Alexander – I need to know, right now, when will you be here?  No more games.  I need you.  Here. 
    She sent the message and started to walk again. 
    If Alexander didn’t give her the answer she wanted, she would… would…
    What?
    Amanda realized that in her passion for lust she didn’t have any sort of backup plan.  She had nobody to contact and no way of telling anyone where she was.  The driver that had brought her to cabin had dropped her off and left.  She didn’t even know his name.  The reality was that the only person Amanda could contact right now was Alexander Porter himself.
    She was trapped.
    Trapped in his cabin, under his rule.
    As her feet crossed the threshold of the bedroom, a mix of fear and lust hit her.  It toyed with her emotions.  Part of her wanted to trust in whatever Alexander was doing, but another part of her tried to find some kind of better judgment call.
    Her thoughts were broken up when the phone vibrated in her hand.
    She looked at screen, reading the message…
    I’m right here.
    “I’m right here.”
    It took Amanda a second to realize that this message came with a voice.  It wasn’t her voice reading the message either.  She knew the voice and when she looked up she dropped the cell phone to the floor.
    There, leaning against one of the bedposts, his arms folded, his dark eyes drawing her in with a sexual trance was…
    “Alexander…”

 
    Amanda froze, stuck between her need to cheer, jump up and down, tear her towel from her body, or just flat out smack Alexander across the face. 
    “Good evening, sweet Mandy,” he said in a voice so calm, it left Amanda calm and collected.
    “So there you are,” Amanda said and smiled.
    Alexander put his left hand out and moved his fingers, calling Amanda forward. 
    What could she do?  Whatever notions she had moments ago about being mad at Alexander, about leaving, about feeling trapped… well, they were shattered and thrown away.  Staring into his dark eyes and catching that seductive scent of his body and cologne broke her.  It always broke her, even back at the restaurant when they were just the poor waitress and the billionaire customer.
    Amanda walked to Alexander and took his hand, squeezing it, feeling his strength as he squeezed back.  That alone made her wet, leaving her body aching and her knees wanting to give way again. 
    Alexander curled his hand tight around Amanda’s and he pulled.  For a quick second her feet were off the ground and when they touched the carpet again, she stumbled forward, almost crashing into Alexander.  She put her free hand out and found