If age is just a number

I think we need to talk

Third person

Maya set the room up how she wanted it to, covering the floor in rose petals in the shape of a path that lead to the bed. She lit candles around the room, adding the ones she had bought today to give it a better vibe

She looked around the room once she was done, shutting the blinds and watching as the flames created shadows on the ceiling and walls. She checked her phone, 1:07pm. She smirked, typing in Lucas' number and bringing it to her ear

After a few rings, the line connected "Lucas?" The blonde questioned. "Hi baby..everything okay?" He replied. Maya bit down on her lip, "what are you doing..right now?" She asked seductively

"I'm walking Zay to isadoras, just to get out.." he chuckled softly. "If I send you an address, can you come meet me..I think we need to talk.." the blonde used her words carefully, picking ones that would raise suspicion

She heard him sigh softly, "okay..yea" he replied. The blonde smiled, hanging up the line and sending Lucas the address of the hotel. She slid the key card just slightly under the door, a note with the words "lucas <3" written on it

She stepped back from the door, disappearing into the bathroom and changing into the set she had brought today. She brought a matching see through, mesh, blood coloured dressing gown to wear over the top, sliding shiny black high heels on her feet

She took a look at herself in the mirror, a smirk growing on her face. She re brushed her hair, she had straightened it that morning, making sure it was still straight and spraying her vanilla coconut perfume over her, leaving the bathroom again. 

She stood by the bed, scrolling through Instagram while she waited for him to arrive. Lucas approached the hotel anxiously, heading up to the door Maya had told him to go to. He was confused, why couldn't they just talk in her house? If she wanted to break up with him, why glamourise it by booking a hotel room? 

He reached the room, his hand going up to knock on the door however a small piece of paper on the floor stopping him, he bent down, picking up the paper with the key card taped to the end of it. He furrowed his eyebrows again, scanning the key on the door and pushing down on the handle

He entered the lowly lit room, his eyes scanning around the roses on the floor and the candles flickering around. They landed on the blonde, dressed in this sexy outfit beside the bed, a seductive smirk on her face

He closed the door behind him, stepping further into the room. He couldn't help the small smile grow on his face, this is different to a break up. "What's going on?" He questioned, barely taking his eyes off her body

He stared at each of her curves, how her legs look elongated in that outfit, how the cover up she's wearing doesn't cover anything, her skin glowing from the candle light "I wanna talk" she replied, holding her hand out for him.

He quirked an eyebrow, taking a step closer to her and chucking the key card onto the table, taking her hand that she extended to him. Lucas sighed, "I know about your job.." she confessed..