She pushed the trolley to the dining room and placed the dishes on the table, taking note of all the methods of serving in English style.
“Thanks. You can go now.” I said again with my eyes fixed on the table admiring the crockery sets. I looked at her and smiled.
“My pleasure. Please call if you need anything else,” she said with a beautiful smile before taking her leave.
I immediately navigated my way around the suite to Ian's room. I couldn’t help but keep complimenting the interior decorators of this suite. Everything was so well placed and make the suite look so beautiful. In front of Ian's room, I took a deep breath to get my confidence. I tried arranging the robe I was wearing to look as covered up as possible.
Knock, knock.
The sound of me knocking reverberated in the room. There was no reply from Ian. I waited a few more seconds and knocked again. This time I heard a voice from behind the door.
“What is it?” he bellowed from behind the door.
“Uhm... Sir, your dinner is served at the dining table,” I said. There was still some uncanny silence that followed.
This time, I knocked once more to make sure he heard me.
“Okay okay, just leave my room door, thank you,” he said this time.
As I made to leave, he called me back and asked me to come in. I hesitated for a while then advanced into the room where he cast a firm look at my face.
"Help me take my necklace off and place it on the dresser over there."
This seemed weird in every regard. He was sitting on the bed. I had to adjust to stand closely by him so I can take the necklace off. I could smell his cologne, and it was divine. I noticed he stared at me as I tried to take off the necklace, but I paid no attention to him.
It was after taking off the jewelry that I realized that I had let go of my hold on my robe and my cleavage was revealing to a sufficient level.Was that why he was staring?
I tried to pass in front of him to the dresser area to drop the necklace while trying to hold my robe shut again but somehow, I tripped on one of his legs as I wasn't paying attention to the floor as I walked.
I ended up falling on top of him and his lips brushed mine. For a moment, we stared at each other, then I felt his lips coming close to mine.
I was immediately jolted back to my senses when I felt warm, but electrical sensations ran through my body. I got up immediately, rushed to set down the necklace and proceeded to the door.
"I'll be in my room, sir." I could tell he was too embarrassed to respond; I was too.What the hell just happened?
As I arrived at my room once more, I tried to take my mind off what had just happened and rather focused on spotting the intricacies of my room that I had ignored earlier on. The room was actually bigger than I had thought.
My luggage was already placed in the right areas by the dressers in the room. The tags on my bags were still very much fastened to it. Seemed the bellhops overlook it as they pushed them into the room.
The bed in the room was quite big and soft. It had a regal look and was even under a mosaic work on the roof of the room. The artist seemed to try mimicking the technique of the Byzantine Catholic church. It gives a historical aura that strangely feelsgood. Across the bed was one of the windows to the room, running from the floor to the ceiling of the room.
The scenery shows the nightlife of London city at its peak. The city's buildings are so evenly distributed and leveled that one may not be able to distinguish which building from which. I stretch out my hand to close the curtains and head for my bed.
I curled up in the bed; my legs tucked close to my chest, the pillow tightly In-between my embrace and my head over my knees. I squeezed my eyes close to recollect my thoughts and doze off.
Chapter 15
Ashley
It's a bright morning in London. The sound of the Big Ben echoes from the distance, signaling the time for the residents of the city. I woke up to this novelty realized I needed to start my day. “Please let today be good.” I said a short prayer under my breath.
I immediately lift my rump of the comfortable bed and head for the restroom to freshen up to and get ready for the day. I overheard Ian during dinner while he was on a voice call. He seems to be expecting an important business partner at the suite. I hope he doesn't play any trick to make me look bad in front of the important business partner.
After a nice shower, I picked up a blue button up shirt and match it with a high-waisted grey Palazzo pants. I wear my chic leatherwatch and slip on my black stiletto heels. I rummage through my luggage for documents he might need during the meeting and head for the living room.
A few minutes after arriving at the living room, Moody shows up, clad in a white shirt and navy-blue pants. He had three buttons open, showing his perfectly shaped pecs take form on each side of his chest.
He must have had some serious workout routine to keep that chest so perfectly toned. His black belt sat beautifully around his waist. His black designer loafers matching with his jet-black hair, belt and chain watch bring the whole thing together. This man is handsome no doubt.