Three Thousand Miles To You(45)
“Adrian, can I ask you something?”
“Depends on what it is.”
“It’s about, when we first met.”
“Okay then, go ahead.”
“The first time I saw you, remember at the Gala?”
“How could I forget?”
“You were kind of rude to me, what was your reason for that?”
“I am sorry that I did that, but I was taken in by you. I had never seen anyone like you before. You were exactly the type of girl I would go for, but you had this aura around you, which screamed out to me that you were not like everyone else”
“I thought you hated me,” he has a devilish smirk on his face. “How could I ever hate you?”
“I thought you did, you were so rude and obnoxious, but somehow I was drawn to you and that shocked me.”
“When I saw you walk in, I knew that you were what I wanted.” “Now it’s getting late, I will walk you back to your room now.”
“I am not tired just now, can’t we talk some more?”
“No, you are here to rest; we can talk all you want tomorrow. As for now you are going to bed, I won’t have you sick like that again.” I give in and take his hand; he walks me back to my room and places me onto the bed.
“Alanna, would it be okay if I gave you a kiss?” I stare at him wondering why he did not just kiss me, instead of asking for my permission.
“Yes,” I whisper.
He stands me up and takes my face in his hands, he looks into my eyes then it happens. His lips are on mine they are soft but strong. The smell of his cologne is strong and masculine. As he pulls away, I cannot open my eyes, I am too engaged in him that I do not want him to stop. He begins again this time for longer and with more passion. He pushes me down onto the bed and the kisses begin to get more fast and powerful. He has his hands in my hair and I feel frozen, I lay there taking it in but I feel uneasy, so I push him off me and stand up.
“What’s wrong, did I go too far?”
“No, its not you, I just I don’t do that kind of thing.”
“Okay no problem, I won’t do that again.” I sigh and think that I have ruined everything. However, Adrian reassures me that things will carry on the same. “Alanna, I don’t need that to love you,” He kisses me softly once again and makes his way out of the room.
The next morning I wake with a spring in my step. I bounce out of bed and into the shower. I wrap a towel around my hair and put on one of the many bathrobes, that hotel has provided. I quietly open my door, to check if Adrian is anywhere in sight. I do not see him, but I can hear his voice loud and strong as he talks on his phone. I feel so hungry now that I cannot wait for food, I walk into the lounge area, and there are enormous new displays of flowers, which the hotel must have brought up. Over on the dining table, there are platters of strawberries, bagels, waffles and bacon. The smell of fresh coffee fills the room and I make my way over to the table. I sit down, and help myself to a plate of food. Adrian is still in the other room. I take this time to tighten my robe, I do not want anything to go wrong today, and I will not let it.
“Did you sleep well, Alanna?” Adrian says as walks over to the table, he gives me a kiss and takes a seat again opposite me. He has on another dark suit; this one is pinstriped and fits him like glove. Underneath he has on a, light blue stripped shirt, and he has a pair of aviator sunglasses in his front jacket pocket.
“Yes, I slept very well,” I say, with my face hot and a smile on my lips.
“Did you?”
“I never sleep.”
“Why?”
“I am not sure ever since I was a child, I have had insomnia.”
“You don’t you sleep at all, how can that be?”
“Some nights I manage an hour or so, but it doesn’t really affect me.”
“Alanna I have plans for us today, is that okay?”
“Sure, what are we doing?”
“I want to take you shopping, and after maybe we can see a show or something would you like that?”
“I always like to shop, the show not so much,” I say giving him a little smile. “
Shopping it is then.”
“I will go get ready, I won’t be long.”
I rush back into my room and search for something to wear. I rummage through my brown Louis Vuitton carry bag, and take out a pair of Black skinny jeans, a white turtleneck sweater and my trusty Louboutin heels. I assemble my look and take a glance in the mirror as I leave I walk out into the large oversized suite. Adrian is on his phone again this time in the lounge area, he is pacing up and down the room and he looks worried. I go over, take a seat on the sofa in the living area, and wait for him to finish his call. As I wait, again I cannot help but stare at him, he is too good looking that it makes it impossible not you. He ends his call and puts his phone in a pocket inside his jacket.