Checking out.

“Holy shit, Alexa!” Vinny said as Alexa threw herself into his arms the moment Daniel was out of the room. They held each other tight for a long moment as blood pumped coarsely through both their bodies at what had just gone on. Vinny had to loosen the hold enough so that he could guide Alexa back for him to look at her. “Are you serious?” he asked.

“Seriously pissed off,” Alexa returned, her brows furrowing once again.

“I mean, about the wedding being off?”

“Yes. No.” Alexa's shoulders shivered in anger for a few seconds as she thought.

“Should we… you, go and let him know it's still on then, before it causes too much… chaos?” Vinny asked.

“I’ll let him know it’s still on in the morning. He just needs to wallow in it for the time being.”

It sounded overly harsh and cruel to Vinny, letting a man think his wedding had been called off. Still, by the same rationale, he’d also been fucking that man’s girlfriend for many years behind his back without much guilt.

Alexa reached up and pulled Vinny's head down to hers so that she could kiss him. “Look, we’ve had this sort of fight before, and it’s been alright the next day. I just haven’t told you about them. Whenever I’ve seen you, I’ve wanted to let my stress out in… other ways… then talking about stupid relationship dramas.”

Alexa had been growing especially promiscuous with Vinny in the months leading up to the wedding. Catch-ups between the pair had invariably led to Alexa and Vinny making extraordinarily wild and passionate love to each other. Vinny hadn’t complained at all, instead enjoying the wild and licentious nature of his affair partner.

“I can’t believe we didn’t get sprung just then,” Vinny remarked in wonder now that the moment had passed and his nerves were beginning to recover.

“I know, right!” Alexa snorted. “I mean, that’s kind of why I said all that. I had to cover.” She moved her head to nod towards where her shoes were lying on the floor next to the cabinet against the wall, opposite the foot of the bed. “I might have got away with my shoes being off in your room, but not why my bra was off in your sink.”

At the mention of her bra, Vinny ran his hands from Alexa’s back, where he’d been holding her and up onto her chest. Taking a breast in each hand, Vinny squeezed Alexa’s tits through her shirt. It was enough to make her moan and press her lower body tighter into his. Vinny had forgotten that he’d first unhooked Alexa’s uppermost intimates in the ensuite before they tumbled over into bed together. Vinny was feeling the now achingly familiar urge to take Alexa once again, even as he knew it would be insanely dangerous to do so after what had just been. Alexa must have felt it too as she gave one last tantalising press of her body to Vinny before she broke away from her lover and went to pick up her shoes.

Sitting down on the end of the bed to put her footwear back on, Alexa told Vinny, “I meant what I said to you. I want to go somewhere else. I can’t be in this hotel tonight.”

Vinny nodded his ok and gathered his things together as Alexa finished getting ready. He had his car keys, room key, phone and wallet in the pockets of his jacket as they left his hotel room and walked towards the elevator at the end of the hall. Somehow it didn’t seem any more of a risk for the two of them to hold hands until the elevator doors dinged open and they headed out into the lobby. There, the danger was too much, and they slipped naturally back into their act of ‘just friends’.

Mercifully, the lobby of The Treasury hotel was devoid of any of Alexa and Daniel’s friends and relatives. Daniel might have been breaking the news of the wedding being cancelled to the rest of the bridal party as Alexa climbed into Vinny’s car parked outside, and they prepared to leave the venue.

“Where to?” Vinny asked as the engine roared to lift, and he pulled it into gear.