ScarlettI was bored, it was the same drill every single day. I’d get up in the morning and then clean the hotel and then go to bed. I’d finished high school and the only thing that I had to look forward to was living in my parents’ hotel and cleaning it out every day.Unlike my friends, who I hardly talked to anymore. They’d all gone off to college, leaving me behind, not that I could blame them for that. I wasn’t exactly the best student, let alone getting straight A’s, most of my grades were in the C range, with the worse being a D and my best subject getting a low B. Not good enough for college, maybe not an Ivy League college, but it was good for something.I was the plain girl in school who no one ever really saw. Guys didn’t pay attention to me, and I didn’t even get to go to my own Prom.When am I ever gonna get out of here? I thought to myself with exasperation.I lived in Beckonsville, this small town that felt like it was in the middle of nowhere. I’d been born and raised t
I was up early to make breakfast. I was the only employee around seeing as Dad wasn't around, I had to do all of the work around the hotel.Thank fuck there aren’t that many people around at this time.It might be beautiful around that time of the year, but it was also the cold season, so mostly only people wanting to take a short vacation from society showed up in the mountains around then. We get better business around the summer, and my dad never would have left me alone then.As much as I loved my dad, having him be away for a while was surprisingly freeing, even though I was technically still working.Once I had everything ready, I set up the tables in the dining room, so it would be an open buffet and the few guests we had in the hotel could take care to feed themselves. It was simplest, so all I had to do was stand to the side and supervise a little. Breakfast went without a hitch. There was only one problem, the man from last night, didn’t show up.When most of the guests had
I started making dinner in the evening, as usual. As I was serving up the food in the dining room, I realized it was roughly the time Dan had showed up the previous day. I hadn't seen him after the scene in his room this morning, though presumably, he got himself some food and some water. I was suddenly feeling self-conscious, I’d spent some time away from the dining room hoping to not meet him. I’d gone back to find an empty room and cleaned up. Then, I went took clean sheets to his room, only to knock on the door and leave them on the floor before running away.If he’d opened the door to see me running…I shook my head and put it out of my mind. The guests were arriving for dinner, and I made sure everyone was served.Dan was a little late, and the room had cleared out and I was thinking of cleaning up. But he did come down for dinner. When I saw him, my breath caught, and for a moment, I almost didn’t recognize him. Because he’d shaved the beard and combed his hair back from his fa
The next morning, the few guests we had at the hotel were all ready to leave. All, that is, expect Dan. I was sitting in the lounge after checking them out, and when he came downstairs, he found me there.“Morning,” he said brightly, grinning.I blinked, surprised because it was pretty early and he looked pretty fresh and ready for the day, while I felt exhausted.“Hey, there,” I mumbled, waving a hand at him.He tilted his head at me curiously. “Why do you seem so dead beat? Did something happen?”I sighed. “I guess there was no way for you to find out. The other guests are gone. So, now it’s really just you and me.” I shrugged.Dan was silent for a moment. Then, he moved to sit next to me. Because I was relaxing, I’d taken my shoes off and had them up on the seat. I didn’t feel the need to be formal with Dan, so I wasn’t hurrying to right myself, like if it had been a different guest. But it still made me jump when he suddenly lifted my feet as he sat down, setting them on his lap.
I woke up the next morning in my own bed, and I wondered how I got there. Dan must have carried me, but how had he known my room, anyway? I didn’t really remember him waking me up long enough to get me to tell him, but it could have happened.I couldn’t help my face flushing red, with embarrassment and pleasure as I thought about yesterday. I couldn’t help thinking what would have happened if we had gotten caught. But, it had felt too good for me to really regret it.Just somewhere more private next time. There was no need to tempt fate.I felt it was a pretty good morning, and my spirits were up. I took a quick shower and changed my clothes, then went to the kitchen to make some breakfast for the two of us. Neither of us had talked about what was going on between us, or when Dan would be leaving, but I couldn’t afford to think of it myself.The past couple days had been the most excitement I’d had in a while, and I was nowhere near ready to see it end.“Anybody in here?” Dan called n
I hadn't put up a resistance when he held his hand out for it. By the time we made it back, I was grateful for it, actually, because I was starting to feel sore, and that part was not fun. Also, I’d put my panties back on, and they were wet from the stuff dripping out of me. I wanted to get to a bathroom and have a very thorough shower.Sex was, apparently, as amazing as it was messy.Dan noticed when I limped up the steps to unlock the hotel door, and he caught me by the arm.“Are you okay?” he asked, looking at me with brow furrowed in concern. “Do you hurt anywhere?”I shook my head, giving him an uncomfortable smile. “No. I think I just need to sit down a bit.”It would have been simpler if we’d just used a bed, or heck, the couch in the lobby, as awkward as that would have been for me. I thought that, but I didn’t say it.His expression turned apologetic. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “If I’d known it was your first time, I would have been more careful.”He was frowning and it wasn’t
I woke up the next morning feeling achy. It was different, but it felt better than how I’d been after he’d taken me for the first time. I could almost imagine I was still in the afterglow of that last orgasm.I’d dreamt of yesterday, and as I woke up, I realized the difference between the first and the second time we’d had sex, a difference I very much hoped was real. While the first time had been pure, carnal fucking, something we’d both wanted, the second time had felt like making love, or what I thought it would feel like, anyway, in those nights I would lay awake fantasizing.It had me just a little bit excited.I stretched my body out, then blinked my eyes open. I frowned when I realized something I should have already. I rolled over just to make sure. I was alone.“Hello?” I called. “Dan?”There could have been plenty of reasons he’d left the bed. Maybe, he’d gone to the bathroom, or, he was trying his hand at cooking again in my kitchenette. Or, he’d gone back to his own room b
DanI realized I’d been dreaming when Noah returned with the baby and I'd realized that what I'd said before about not being with anyone since Laila was a lie. The baby was quiet, but my friend definitely wasn’t.“Dude, you better appreciate all the trouble we just went through for you and this kid. I know you’re down in the dumps now, so you can take this as a present for now, but the second you get back on your feet, you are going to hella owe me.”I wrinkled my nose when he used the word ‘hella’ and didn’t use any other swear word. Fuck, was I going to have to be like that, too? But with my life going to shit, there was too fucking much to swear about…I looked up as he dumped a bunch of baby stuff on the coffee table in front of me. My eyes, though, were all for the baby. Before, I didn’t even want to look at… well, him. But, after my little daydream, I felt like I was onto something.“Are you sure you guys bought enough stuff?” Martin snorted, directing the question at Chad, who