17 - Shawn

"Good night," I tell Felicity once we reach the door to her hotel room.

No smile. No further niceties.

No stalling. Just the usual parting words we give each other when our day at work is done, and we have to go our separate ways.

"Good night," she replies.

I walk towards the next door. My hand slips into my pocket to retrieve my key card.

"And thank you," Felicity adds. "For accompanying me around the city today. I had fun."

My lips almost curve into a grin. This from the woman who was insisting on going alone earlier. I want to tell her that I also had fun, but I'm afraid if I say another word, it will lead to all the other things I've been trying not to say. Or worse, if I spend another minute with her, I might end up kissing her, because that's what I want to do right now. I want to pin her against that door and kiss her thoroughly, then go inside her room and do other things to her with my mouth, my hands, my entire body.

I'm doing my best to hold back right now, but I don't trus