C16 We Hit It Off

The handsome man leads me to the entrance of the hotel where I'm staying. So I guess he isn't staying here after all. I can still feel his warm big hand around my waist. People stare at us as we walk. They follow our every step and then whisper to someone close to them,

"I guess they are still not over with our little show at the bar," I whisper softly to the man beside me