Let My Hands Do the Talking (Completed)

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Back in the lobby Dylan found out that all of the room were booked. He will have to go to another hotel if he wants his own room.

But he has an idea. He went outside to get his bags from the limo.

This time he took the stairs when he went back in because that elevator gives him the creeps.

He climbed all the way up to the fifth floor. He knocked patiently on the door of room 515.

"Who is it," came Liana's groggy voice.

He smiled and knocked on the door again.

"Oh it's just you." She opened the door covered with a light green robe. Her eyes are slightly reddish from the short amount of sleep she has had.

She yawned before saying, "I don't know why you are here but I will have you to know that I do not have sex right after the first date. Anymore that is.. it's bad luck."

Dylan's whole body began to shake with laughter. I am certainly glad to hear that and I will have you know that I am not here for that.

She smiled, her whole cheeks burning up. "Well then I take back my earlier statement. That was the sleepiness talking," she yawned. "What do you need?"

All the rooms are booked. I was wondering if I could stay with you.

She gave him a skeptical look.

What, he smirked. I don't bite. Unless you want me to.

"Come on in."

He grabbed his bags from the floor and followed her in.

She turned on one of the lights. "There's only one bed in here. Since we're both adults I think we are capable of sharing it just for the night. That is... if you can handle it?"

He didn't miss the question that she was implying. Of course he can handle it. It's not like he's an out of control horny beast. He put the beast back in its cage on the way up the stairs. It is cool with me.

She yawned again and rubbed her eyes. "I am about to step in the bathroom for a second. I'm almost naked under this robe so I'll throw something on."

You can sleep beside me naked if you want, he winked, his smile wicked. I promise I won't mind.

"I'll pass," she brushed past him. "I don't think you can handle all of me."

He turned so that his eyes could follow the sway of her exquisite body. Is that a challenge.

She smiled as she reached down in her bag to get a T-shirt. "No comment."

It's you who should be worrying about handling all of something, he implied, his words holding a bigger meaning to it.

A spark of thrill went through her as he snatched his shirt off. Her eyes ran over his 8-pack, the veins is his arm. He's 200 pounds of muscles. Don't mind me. I'm just getting comfortable. A little to late for that.

He's doing this on purpose to her, she's knows it.

She'll play along on this little game. She stopped by him on the way to the bathroom. She patted his nice abs and whispered in his ear, "I've seen better."

She laughed when she saw his lip quirk up. She tried to run away but he's to fast. He grabs on to her wrist.

He has a look of raw desire in his eyes. Really? I can make you forget about all of that.