A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

Also some mature content can be found in this chapter. Please skip this if you're below 18, sorry.

This is a continuation of Chapter 28 and chapter 53

Saint's POV

The moment Perth's lips touched mine, I knew I was not going to push him away.

The feel of his lips against mine sent delicious shivers up and down my spine.

When I returned his kiss, he pushed my lips apart, digging his tongue into my mouth. It sent new unimaginable sensations all over me.

I could feel his heart thudding against my chest. I was sure that he could also feel my heart pounding hard against his because he was holding my upper body tightly against him.

Then suddenly my mouth felt empty when he broke the kiss, but then new delicious sensations washed over me as I felt his hot moist lips against the side of my neck.

"Mmm... Perth... " I couldn't help moaning.

I felt him let go of my hands and my hands fell limply to my side as he started to unbutton the front of my shirt.

When he pulled me towards his bed, I hesitated.

"Perth," I said breathlessly, "what are you planning to do?"

"Nothing that would hurt you or that you would not want me to do," he replied, laying me down gently on his bed.

"Perth... " my voice was almost a whisper as he kissed the side of my neck once more as soon as my head hit the pillow.

My shirt was wide open and so my chest was bare and vulnerable. I felt one hand caressing the side of my trunk up and down while his other hand explored my chest, stopping at one nipple and starting to rub it with the palm of his hand in a circular motion.

"Mmm... Perth... " I started moaning again.

His mouth traveled sideward to the base of my neck and made a hot moist path down the middle of my chest to my abdomen, stopping to dip his burning tongue into the hollow of my navel.

"Uhh!" I involuntarily jerked my lower body upward at the unexpected intense delicious sensation that it gave me.

When I felt his hands trying to unbuckle my belt, I was sent hurtling down to my actual senses. This was too soon. If he was truly interested in me, we could meet up again and get to know each other better, and maybe we could go further from there.

I placed my hand over his and he stopped what he was doing, looking up at me with a questioning look.

"I'm sorry, Perth," I said, "I'm not prepared to go any further right now."

He immediately stopped what he was doing, although I could see the look of great disappointment on his face, but I had to stick to my decision. What if, after all this, he would just conveniently move on to someone else. After all, I've known him only for a few hours. What if he was a player and was used to flitting from partner to partner.

"I'm keeping my promise of not doing anything that you don't want me to do," he said, straightening up and getting out of the bed.

"Would you like something cold to drink?" he asked, walking towards the room refrigerator and opening it.

"Yes, please, thanks," I replied.

"Would a small carton of orange juice be okay with you?" he asked.

"That would be great," I said, sitting up from the bed and buttoning up the front of my shirt.

He handed the carton of orange juice to me. It had a plastic straw attached to it which I pushed into the designated hole and sipped thirstily from it.

I noticed that he did not take any cold drink but instead walked into his bathroom, not bothering to close the door.

I heard him turn the faucet on and I heard some splashes. I could tell he was splashing some cold water onto his face.

I felt a tinge of regret about my decision but I knew that it was for the best.

He walked out of his bathroom dabbing his face dry with his face towel.

Then he grabbed his phone which was lying on his bedside table. He pressed the bottom of his phone to turn it on and noted the time.

"It's close to dinner time," he observed, "you wanna join me for dinner?"

"Sure," I replied. At least he was still interested in hanging out with me. I was thankful for that because I really wanted to get to know him more.

We took turns checking ourselves in the narrow but full length mirror which doubled as his closet door before heading out of his cabin.

As we walked down the corridor, he took hold of my hand.

I glanced at him in pleasant surprise. He gave me a big smile and continued walking with my hand still in his.

"People are going to think that we are together," I remarked.

"Aren't we?" he asked, raising one eyebrow at me.

I just laughed in response. I didn't know what to say. Things were not yet fully clear in my mind.

When we reached the foyer, he pressed the service button for an elevator.

He stepped aside to let me walk in first when the elevator arrived, and then he walked inside after me.

The moment the doors closed he pulled me into his arms and started to kiss me. I felt all the pleasurable sensations once more as his moist lips touched mine. I could feel the tip of his tongue against my lips.

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

We broke apart when the elevator door opened, but not quickly enough for one of the two guys who walked in, not to notice that Perth and I had been making out just before the doors had opened.

I noticed that the other guy who was shorter than the one who had noticed us had red puffy eyes like he had just been crying. The taller guy had his arms around the other guy's shoulder in a comforting manner.

I overheard the taller guy whisper to the shorter one, "Don't drink any more alcohol at dinner. Just have some orange juice or water with dinner. Let's hope that dinner this evening will be good enough to eat."

"But I wanna get drunk tonight," the shorter guy protested.

"No, I won't allow it," said the taller one, "there are other ways of getting over someone who has treated you badly."

Oooh, wait, I didn't mean to listen in on that last bit, but boy, that was some juicy piece to munch on, forget dinner.

Just before the elevator door opened, I caught Perth looking at me with a smirk.

Oh shit he had caught me eavesdropping. I felt ashamed of myself. I'm not really a gossiper or a town crier jeez, I wanted to tell Perth to wipe that smirk off his face.

We all walked out of the elevator and headed for the dining hall.

As soon as the two guys were out of earshot, I turned to Perth, "Did you hear that last bit about one of them being treated badly by his lover???"

Perth did not reply. He was shaking his head at me. Fine, I'm a town crier, so sue me.