Faith ignored Devlin's persistent knocks at her door. She'd shed her clothes and crawled into bed the moment they got in.He slammed the door so hard that it rattled. She sat up, wide-eyed. Would he kick the door down? It was his hotel anyway.She waited for his next move. Seconds passed and she didn't hear anything else. Then the outer door slammed shut.Good! He'd left. He could go to his lady friend's room for all she scared. She toyed with the idea of locking him out of his room as well but dismissed the thought. He would just get an extra key from the staff.She fell back onto the bed and pulled the bedspread over her face. She groaned. To think that she'd been ready to forget everything after the day they'd had today but he just had to ruin it.She supposed it wasn't fair to blame him for what the woman did but she was in no mood to be rational. It was the way Elise had made her feel--so insignificant! She didn't even notice her until Faith pointed her out. Then instead of bein
Casiuss and Devlin nursed their drinks silently at the bar. Devlin wasn't ready to dive into the matter at hand quite yet, even though he knew he would have to eventually. That was the whole purpose of this outing, wasn't it?But Casiuss--God bless him--was as silent as ever. He wasn't the type to start a conversation especially when it was obvious that Devlin wasn't ready to.Devlin stared mindlessly into his glass of vodka as it slushed from side to side in his hands. His mind was on the events of this evening.He recalled the way Faith had looked going to the restaurant with him. She'd looked alive and happy, her usual self. He also recalled the way she'd looked when Elise--g*damn her!--had sauntered up to their table and spewed her trash. That shocked, dismayed look on her face--he hated it. It made him feel like trash.But that wasn't the worst of it. The worst had been the look on her face by the time they arrived at the room; that empty, emotionless look. He couldn't read wha
Faith woke slowly. She blindly groped around in her head, trying to remember what had woken her up.She didn't have to search long. Her phone rang again with a sharp cry, waking her up effectively. She grabbed the phone, wincing as she hit the button to shut it off.She peered at the time--11 PM. She'd fallen asleep almost immediately her head touched the bed. By her estimation, she'd only been asleep for about 5 hours. Her body felt groggy. Her mind cried to go back to sleep.Instead, Faith sat up, forcing her mind and body into obedience. She ran her hand over her face and peered into the screen again. Adele's name danced at the top of the screen."Oh, shit!" She muttered. She'd completely forgotten about the girl in all the excitement of being on this trip.She remembered shooting her a text at some point early on but she'd never gotten around to calling her. The girl was probably dying for details.She picked up the call and immediately said, "Oh Adele, I am so sorry I haven't cal
Devlin dragged himself back to the room, more than a little drunk, in the early hours of the morning.After his bleak and short discussion with Casiuss, he'd drowned himself in glass after glass of alcohol, something he usually didn't let himself do.Devlin hated getting drunk. It put him in a position where he wasn't in total control of himself and he didn't like that.Even when he went out to parties, he kept a strict watch over how much he consumed. He'd seen way too many otherwise reasonable people do absolutely crazy things when they got drunk in public. It always left a sour taste in his mouth. He had no intention of making a fool of himself like that. He prided himself on his self-control.Drunk people did stupid things, like banging on a lady's door at 3am in the morning, weeping and pleading to be let in.At least his brain still worked enough for him not to do that. He would've never recovered from the embarrassment.He shrugged his clothes off recklessly, letting them fly
Faith put on her shades and rolled her box out of the room. It was about 8 in the morning. She'd waited until day broke to put a call through to a cab company she found outside.The driver would be outside at any minute so she decided to go down to the lobby to wait. When she stepped into the outer room, she found Devlin sprawled on the bed.His clothes were all over the floor which indicated that he was either naked or almost naked. Thankfully, he'd pulled the covers over his body.She wasn't sure exactly when he'd come back in yesterday. After her discussion with Sheila and Adele last night, she packed her bags in under twenty minutes. There just wasn't that much to pack.She'd considered actually just leaving the luggage after all she didn't own any of it. Devlin had bought it all for her. But she decided against it.There was nothing he would do with these things anyway. They'd just end up being thrown out which would be a total waste.Plus as far as she was concerned, she deserve
Faith looked up slowly, confused as to if she was the one being referred to, and if so why? She didn't know anyone there. No one could possibly know her either.Her eyes landed on the woman's face. She frowned. She recognized her. It was the blonde bombshell that Devlin slept with. Why in the world would she be talking to her?"Excuse me?" She said politely."Are you hard of hearing, sweetheart?"Faith blinked in surprise at her unnecessarily harsh tone. "Can I help you?""I'm not sure there is any way you can ever help me.""Please move out of my way."She looked down, noting Faith's bags. She smiled gleefully. "Oh, you're leaving? How wonderful? Did he finally throw you out?"Faith was still struggling to get her mind together. "Don't you think you're being a little too rude to a stranger?""No. I'm only trying to help you.""Help me?" Her disbelief was apparent in her tone."Yes, sweetie."Faith huffed and said, "How philanthropic of you..." She ignored Faith's jab. "It'll do you
Faith swung her legs back and forth, letting it lightly hit the platform beneath her before springing forward again.She looked down at her white-clad thighs. She'd opted for the cutest white dress she'd ever seen, well below her knees, sleeveless and with a sweetheart neckline.She'd tied a silk, patterned scarf around her neck but it now lay stretched out underneath her butt. When Devlin told her to sit down on the platform and wait for him, she'd thought fast, not wanting to stain her pretty white dress.She thought back on the events of this morning. After she returned to the room and told Devlin to make it up to her, he'd swung into action immediately.He thanked her profusely for letting him try to make up with her, so much so that she'd felt slightly embarrassed.After he took a quick shower, she'd had some aspirin and a glass of water waiting for him. She'd smelt the alcohol on his breath and saw the slight wincing he tried to hide all through their conversation.He thanked h
In the second that Devlin's body pressed up against hers, Faith felt a whole whirlwind of emotions.Somehow, his entire body lined up with hers perfectly. Her back to his chest, her ass to his upper thighs.A silent huff of breath burst through her lips. It felt like being hit by a train. She was so acutely aware of his body that she could tell just how hard and lean his body was almost as if she was touching him.Faith whirled around which turned out to be a mistake because now she was standing face to face with him, trapped between the shelf and his body.He looked down at her, noting her expression and realizing how closely they were standing.He slowly brought his hand which now clutched the plate down, his eyes never leaving hers. He stepped forward, forcing her to press further into the shelf.He touched her face with his free hand, gently caressing her face with his hands. Her breath hitched. Her body flushed with heat. Devlin lowered his lips to hers.Someone cleared their thr