Chapter 13

Lucky

The room isn’t what I expected, for a start I thought it would be dim, dark colors, reds and black. Austere like him only I did see the weakness in him when he was checking me out. The way his jaw tightened and clenched, I wonder if he is in his suite of rooms getting himself off. The tension between us was strong as much as I hate to admit that it was. My panties are soaked. The woman leaves me as I step inside the double doors.

Two pale blue sofas are facing one another in the middle of the first part of the suite, a marble coffee table of rose sits between them, white cushions look soft enough to bury my face into. A large vase of pale pink roses sits atop the table. They are fresh, I am wondering if he had this all planned and not just a spur of the moment decision to bring me here tonight. And what is his end game in doing so in any case? We agreed as part of the arrangement that I would not step inside his jail until we were married. Yet this does not resemble anything dar