I follow him into the hotel

He takes my bag and places it onto a cart, wheeling it down the hall and to an elevator. I pause, but he puts out his gloved hand. I cautiously take it and he winks. I notice his bright blue eyes and thick dark brows for the first time. I can’t help but notice his pink lips and imagine what he might do to me.

He catches me staring and smiles. I whip my head away pretending I was looking around. He smirks out the side of his mouth, looking me up and down then biting his lower lip. “I don’t mind,” he says. The elevator door opens, breaking the tension. I step out quickly, feeling a strange heat coming onto me. He walks me to my room and places my bag inside.