to prove that last night was not just a dream, an angel knocking on my door awoke me
"good morning candy" he said with a smile as beautiful as the sun.
he invited me out for breakfast and asked me to meet him downstairs in an hour.

I ran into the bathroom singing with elation, took a shower, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair and did all those things a girl can do to look and feel more attractive.

once done I walked to the lobby in my velvet dress, and there he was waiting, wearing a tight leather jacket which made him enticing to my body. I tapped his shoulder, he gave me his smile, took my hand and off we were.

we walked staring at clouds and at each other, smiling every time our eyes met.
and not once did he let my hand go, it was like we were devoted to each other, no one could have guessed I'd met him 24 hours ago.

we had breakfast at a near by restaurant, talked about music and the things we believe in.
He is a realist, I'm an Idealist and together we can see both sides of the universe. He opened my eyes to things I had not paid attention to, he did it passionately in a way that made me wanna hear him speak forever.

after breakfast we walked back to the hotel, and here we are now standing side by side in the elevator.
as we step out we encounter Paul walking the hallway shirtless, I can't help but noticing how perfect and smooth-looking his abdomen is.

"what a wanker you stole my girlfriend!" Joe and I stood motionless for a second but were relieved as Paul proceeded to laugh, "I'm just fucking around. We got the brown bottle flu, I went to get us some ice." he said shaking a bowl of ice between his slim hands.
"that's why I kept myself off the bottle last night" said Joe
"No, it was because you kept your lips on her wasn't it?" he said winking
"yeah that too, by the way, her name is Candy now. right Candy?"
"right" I said raising my eyebrows in amusement
"Candy ey? I like that, it suits you."
"thank you" I smiled.

"well, I'll take this to the room, and rest and you can just, do what you did last night."
he left us to each other once again.

we enter my room holding each other's hands, hands that fit like puzzle pieces. as I close the door he stops in front of me and pushes me gently against the door as he leans against my body giving me slow kisses from my shoulder, ascending onto my neck and jaw. I grasped his jacket as his kisses sprang my emotions in all sorts of directions, and allow him to proceed.
he then holds and osculates my sexually excited face, his eyelashes tickle my closed eyelids and his nose presses the side of my face as his mouth dances with mine.

I wrap my arms across his back and bite his lip trying to relieve the sensations I have as I feel his groin pulsating with desire against my loin and my heart beats to the speed of light. Joe then runs his hands up my thigh caressing it and then he slaps me. I can't help laughing and neither does he. our eyes connect and for a couple of endless minutes we admire the windows of our souls, the tips of our lips still touching, our breath becoming one and our bodies pressed together against that cheap hotel door.