I checked into the room and just when I was about to settle in, I hear beeping sounds from the front door followed by a click sound. I walk to the door and find you stumbling with your suitcase with your sling bag clutched dearly to your chest. I chuckle and stare at you. You notice me immediately and smile.
“Don’t just stand there, can’t you help a damsel in distress?” You say dropping the suitcase on the floor and jumping over it to where I was standing.
“We’re only here for the weekend, why carry all this stuff?” I grab you by your waist and pull you closer to me. I can smell your perfume, and your breathe fanning my face.
“You never know, I might stay here a while.” You whisper staring at my lips.
“You look stunning.” I spin you around and back to my chest, “you don’t look bad yourself.” You say.
“Mmh, damsel in distress is poor at giving compliments.” I lift up your chin so that I can look into you hazel eyes.