They had finally arrived at their hotel after countless delays during their travel. What he hoped would be a romantic getaway, was turning out to be a headache he hadn’t bargained for. He was hoping she wouldn’t notice his building frustration but she knew him better than he knew himself some days.
They checked into their room and sat for some time on the edge of the bed clinging to some sense of “catching their breath” after all the gate changes and running through too many airport terminals to count. She reached over to him and began to rub his neck pushing upward into his hairline, hoping to relieve some of his tension. He closed his eyes and relaxed into her as she trailed her hand across his skin and over the collar of his button down. Her hands met as his first button and methodically she undid them all and removed it from his body. She continued this with every stitch, kissing his skin, reminding him of her service.