Chapter 18

My eyes flutter open, I arch my back and stretch, letting out a small groan. My muscles ache from hours of dancing and from holding back my climax for most of last night. Elliot and I had made our way back to the hotel in the early hours of the morning, stripped out of our clothes and proceeded to fall asleep. My hair is still half pinned and I feel some pressing against my scalp. A light chill runs through my body and I become aware of the sheets brushing against my naked body. I hadn't even bothered to put on pajamas.

I roll onto my stomach and reach my arm over to the other side of the bed, blindly feeling for Elliot. The blankets beside me are cold. I sit up, propping myself on my elbows and realize I'm alone. I roll onto my side and look around the small, green hotel room. Our clothes had been picked up, his folded and placed on the desk in the corner of the room, my dress back on its hanger and hooked to the bathroom door. I hear the running water from within and the light hum