Saturday morning

Jake woke up first.

He opened his eyes, and took a moment to register where he was. This wasn't unusual for him. He didn't travel that often, so when he slept in a new place, it sometimes took a moment to get his bearings.

Lying on his side, Jake faced off the side of the bed into the room. He had no idea what time it was, but there was a decent amount of light streaming in through the windows, so he figured it must be at least eight or nine in the morning. What time did I go to bed last night? he thought to himself. No idea.

As he glanced around, he saw a few remnants of the night before. His pants, draped over a chair. His shoes. Her shoes ...

Jake smiled. Abbie, he thought. He rolled over gently and saw her lying there, her back to him, her body rising and falling with the deep breath of sleep. He admired her in the morning light, seeing a light shine on her bare shoulder. The blankets were pulled up in front of her, but on the back side, he could see the top of her ass. He knew the curves of her hips perfectly, but seeing them peek out from under the covers was incredibly sexy. Her red hair fell softly on the pillow behind her, and Jake could see the side of her face, one ear, and if he craned his neck up just a bit, her cheek. The one ear had two piercings in it -- a small emerald stud and a silver heart stud. He hadn't noticed her earrings last night ... or ever, he realized. He made a mental note to pay attention to her ears.

I should order us some room service, Jake thought. He slowly turned back the other way, and reached under the nightstand. There was a binder with hotel information in it, and he easily found the page for ordering food. He looked back at Abbie, and not wanting to wake her, quietly got up and walked to the other side of the suite to use a phone further from her.

He called down the order, thanked the kitchen, and hung up. Twenty to thirty minutes, he confirmed in his mind. He looked back at Abbie in bed, still able to see the soft curves of her ass under the covers. Jake felt a tingle as he eyed her. Twenty to thirty minutes is enough. He smirked and slid back onto the bed.