Caught!

"Excuse me you two." a stern, masculine voice echoes from behind the both of us.

My eyes go wide as my arm grips tightly around Megan's waist, holding her tight as the two of us turn around.

"What's the problem sir?" I smile at the shirtless, board short wearing man with a string lanyard strapped to his waist, showing his I.D. badge.

"We saw what you were up to." his hand goes up to the side of his bald head, slightly scratching it before bringing it down to his waist, holding his pose with authority.

I could only gulp down, my slightly intoxicated self trying it's best to show him no issues.

"Mister." Megan begins "You've got it all wrong. I was applying sun tan lotion to my friend. That was it." her eyes narrow as she stares at the man.

"That was an awful lot of moaning and body movement for applying lotion..." the guard raises his eyebrow. "Follow me please." he orders.

Shit. I think he's on to us. My throat contracts as I swallow down the nervousness seeping through me.

Megan and myself follow this shirtless security guard out of the Poolside Lounge into a back corridor. We followed this man for a few minutes, walking down long hallways leading further back into the hotel itself

We finally turn to a side room and he opens the door for us, allowing both Megan and myself to end. The room itself is somewhat small with two chairs and a table, almost like an interrogation room you see in the movies. We traveled far enough from the Poolside Lounge that almost no music is heard at all and we are clearly far away from any public intruders.

"So..." I begin "Can you forgive us?" I ask.

"Always a chance to forgive..." he stands proudly, his legs parted, his hands on his hips, his chest puffed out as he's giving a superman pose.

"You are...?" I question.

"Erik." he replies, his voice deep. "Now, either you two negotiate or I'm going to get you both banned from the premises."

My eyes go wide. I can't get banned from this hotel. My suite is here, my friends are here, my entire party is located here at the Mirage. If this man gets me banned from the hotel, it could completely ruin my entire week.

"Please..." I beg "There's gotta be something we can do!" my hands interlock each other as you look longingly into his eyes, asking for forgiveness.

"Well..." he smirks at the two of us "I suppose there is something you can do..."