Chapter 9

Laura's POV.

I knew something was wrong the moment the receptionist hesitated to speak to us after searching the computer for our hotel suite vacancy. 

I was the only one that noticed when she smiled at us nervously. Lucas didn't seem to notice her body expressions because he didn't care.

“Yes? Talk to me. I've been standing here for close to five minutes.” he said. The receptionist cleared her throat, then she spoke up. 

“There seems to have been a mix-up in your booking.” she said.

“What kind of mix-up?” I asked, before Lucas could speak. I also didn't fail to see the apologetic look she gave to me.

“We only have one hotel suite available.” she voiced out. I turned to look at Lucas, waiting for him to say something, or anything to just fix the mess we found ourselves in.

One hotel suite meant a whole lot to me in a negative way. Lucas didn't say anything, he just looked at the receptionist and spoke up.

“Okay. That's fine by us.”

“Did you just say fine?” I questioned, as he turned to look at me.

“It’s just one night Laura.” he said in a calm voice.

“Absolutely not,” I replied, shaking my head. “No. There has to be another room. Why don't you let the receptionist check again.”

“I already did, ma'am. I'm sorry to say this but we are already fully booked.” she said softly as I slipped my fingers into my hair scalp, massaging it softly with the tip of my fingers so I could calm myself down.

“There is no fucking way this is happening. It's so ridiculous, and I really don't want to lose my mind right now.” I muttered as Lucas picked up the room key like nothing about the whole situation wasn't even slightly strange to him.

“We will take the room.” he said.

“What?!” I exclaimed, staring right through his eyes as it pierces his soul.

“Laura, do you perhaps have another plan on where we can tonight?” he asked.

I wanted to say yes and no at the same time, because I didn't have another plan. But I knew this wasn't going to be it.

I already had to come on a business trip with Lucas without my personal willingness. Now I would be forced to share a hotel suite with him against my own personal willingness once again.

“I'm not staying in the same room with you.” I said with a firm voice, even though my heart had started to beat faster.

“You can take the bed. While I'll take the couch.” he said and frowned at him.

“That’s not the point.”

“Then what is it?” 

I opened my mouth but the words stayed stuck somewhere between my chest and throat. 

What was exactly the point? That I didn't trust him or I didn't trust myself?

“I'll find somewhere else.” I muttered.

“You won't.” he said. I looked up at him.

“And why do you say so?”

“Because you are tired,” he said. “And because you won't find anything else.”

I hated that he always sounded right, proving me wrong always.

“And because,” he added, his eyes staring intensely into mine. “I don't bite.”

My breathing stopped for a second. He didn't look away despite the teasing, then he spoke up again.

“Sexually,” he finished it off. 

Shivers coursed through my body before I could stop it.

“You're unbelievable.” I lashed out, turning away from him. 

“Yet here I am,” he replied.

I was already pissed by everything he was doing. All I had to do in that moment to calm myself down, was to grab my bag and run upstairs whilst waiting for Lucas to come behind me.

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I stepped inside the suite. It was quite spacious for even more than three people to share the room and feel extremely comfortable.

But despite what I saw, my eyes still kept on scanning the space like I was trying to still find an excuse to leave. 

There was just one bed and one couch. I dropped my bag near the couch immediately.

“I’ll sleep here.” I said, as Lucas walked in behind me, placing his things down without a word.

“The bed is more comfortable,” he said.

“I'm fine.” I answered him.

“Alright then. Suit yourself, Laura.” he replied.

I turned away from him, pretending to focus my attention on something else but it was hard for me because I could feel his presence, even when I didn't want to.

I just had to busy myself with unnecessary things like adjusting my bag that didn't need any adjustments, checking my phone, walking to the window back and forth. I was just doing anything, at least to avoid looking at Lucas.

“You're overthinking this,” Lucas said after a while. I chuckled at his words.

“Do you think so?” 

“I don't think so. I know it for a fact.” he replied, as I turned to look at him.

“It is easy for you to say. You are not the one stuck in a room with someone you_” I stopped myself from completing my statement but it was too late for me, especially when Lucas picked on it instantly.

“Someone you what?”

“Nothing important.” I said quickly.

“Finish your statement, Laura.”

“I said it's nothing. Don't force me to speak when I don't want to.”

“Get some rest.” he said simply like he had decided not to push it. Then he walked away, leaving me all alone.

~

I didn't know if hours had passed or just some few minutes. I just couldn't tell, but all I knew was that I couldn't sleep.

I laid on the couch, trying to get some sleep and also pleading with my mind to shut up.

The water running in the bathroom was adding to my dilemma. Lucas was inside the bathroom, I had to squeeze my eyes shut as I turned to the other side of the bed.

This was actually very stupid of me. It was just water, and he was having a shower. But my mind didn't listen to any of that.

My mind drifted to that night again. The way my body melted against his like I had known him for a very long time.

My body responded with hesitation. His voice sounded like the sweetest music I had ever heard in my ears, I swallowed hard as I grabbed the duvet with a tight fist.

I was telling my mind to stop but it wouldn't stop. Suddenly, I heard the bathroom door open.

I sat upright instantly as Lucas stepped out slowly, walking towards me. Water was sliding down his well toned muscular soft body.

My breathing became uneven, or probably even faster than ever. The way he licked his lower lips while slipping his fingers through his hair.

“You're thinking about that night again.” Lucas said, stepping closer to me.

“No.” I whispered.

“You're just a liar who isn't good at lying."

He stepped closer to me again. This time around, I didn't attempt to move away or even run because I didn't want to do any of that.

He used his fingers to trail lines on my face as I closed my eyes, feeling the intense pleasure I got from him.

“Tell me to stop.” he murmured.

I opened my eyes, staring into his eyes but I just couldn't tell him to stop. He slipped his hand around my waist, pulling me closer and I closed my eyes again.

“Laura,” he called out to me and I opened my eyes. Only to realize I was still seated on the couch, which meant I was day dreaming about Lucas.

Reality hit me all at once. Lucas stood in front of me with a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. Drops of water still clinged to his body, I found all of that to be so damn fucking hot.

“I_” I wanted to speak but I stopped, my face was burning with embarrassment.

There was no way this was happening to me after everything I said to him. 

“I didn't _ I wasn't_”

“Laura.” he said softly. My name in his voice did something I couldn't figure out. Something I didn't want to see, I stood up quickly.

“I need air.” I said, walking past him. But my legs slipped and everything happened too fast.

One second I was standing, the next second I was falling backwards as a loud scream escaped my mouth.

I felt a swift pull towards Lucas, grabbing my waist tightly but the force of the fall didn't stop.

It pulled him with me. And suddenly we landed on the bed together, our face inches apart from each other as he was on top of me.