Fifty Seven

DELILAH

We sat at the bar for hours tossing back shots and drinking together before I finally got the nerve to ask him on our way to my room. "Was that little stunt you pulled tonight completely necessary?" I cock my eyebrow and pucker my lips as I wait to hear him explain his actions earlier. "I wasn't running off."

"I'm sorry babe. You weren't where you said you'd be and I saw you by the exit and I don't know. I just panicked." His words slurring a bit as he runs his hand through his hair and then takes my hand in his and squeezes. "I thought you were taking off and I reacted before thinking. I'm sorry."

I shake my head at him playfully. "You owe me big time, calling me out in front of all those fans and celebrities." I continue walking down the lit corridor until we arrive at my room. I turn toward him to see him awkwardly standing with his hands in his pockets, unsure of his next move.

Smiling I reach for my room key in my bag and take it out to tap it against the lock. "Well, thi