π| TWENTY TWO

***This attraction little bird is stronger than my will I'm afraid...

~Carmen~

The faint sound of knocking on the door reached into your subconscious despite it all and you ended the fiery kiss as swiftly as you had begun it, leaving the both of you dizzy and giddy from delight, high and dry. You felt rather guilty, for kissing her like that when you had promised to keep your hands to yourself and know her well, for leaving her abruptly like that craving for more, for disappointing her. In fact, for all of it.

"I apologize deeply," you said to her, "but there is someone at the door. I suppose it is room service with the order."

"Okay," she said with a nod, still not composed enough.

"I will get it. Please take a seat," you implored her and she gave in with a nod. Why on earth was she nodding at you like a dumb preschooler? You walked up to the door and opened it. It was indeed room service.

"Your order ma'am," the cute waiter dressed in blue shirt and black pants said to you while standing behind his serving cart. His smile was welcoming, typical of all the staffs in this place. That was why you liked it here. It felt like home sometimes to you, warm and welcoming, like the arms of the lady you had just been in seconds ago.

"Thank you. If you will please bring them in," you said with a hand gesture. He nodded at you and began to bring the serving cart in. You in turn stepped out of the doorway for him to do so. You followed him inside, leaving the door slightly open so that he could find it easy to return. He nodded a greeting at your companion who nodded one at him in return. Why was everyone nodding now instead of using their speech orifice?

He went about setting the table which was a little to the left of the spacious suite. The bed was at the right and the bathroom was at the lower right. There was also a kitchenette at the lower left. He placed the wine first and then the glasses. The side dishes -or were they snacks?- went next after those. He straightened when he was done. "Bon appétit! I hope you enjoy the meal." He then bowed after that.

"Thank you. We will enjoy it well." He pushed the cart out of the room and closed the door behind him, leaving both of you alone once again. "Come little bird, let's eat," you said to her going to take her hand and lead her to the set table.

"Thank you," she said when you pulled out a chair for her, helped her gently into and pushed it closer to the table. You turned to the other side and helped your self into the other seat. You had always loved dinner for two. You hated to eat alone.

"Wait a moment," you had said to her. You reached for the wine bottle and began to open it with the wine opener.

"I guess you do this all the time and that is why you are adept at it," she muttered.

"Opening wine bottles?" You asked her because you felt her statement had an underlying meaning. She shook her head. There she goes again with the head gestures. First it was nodding her head, now it was shaking her head.

"No. I mean picking girls up at the bar and bringing them here, to this private suite." Her reply came just as the wine cover popped with a pom sound.

~OmaPhinaPhire🔥