She laughed as she rested her head against his chest again, “Handsome it is then.”
The stood that way for several minutes, just enjoying the feeling of being close, when the desk clerk cleared his throat, “Your keycard Miss.”
Gayle leaned back again, searching Victor’s eyes as she spoke, “Can you make two keycards?”
Victor blinked, then smiled slightly, “Are you sure?”
She swallowed hard, trembling slightly, “N…no, but I want you to take the card anyway…please?”
“Make another card.” Victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his shoulder, “Come on, lets go up to your room and get your makeup fixed…”
“Oh God, I must be a mess!” Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her head even tighter into his chest; ten minutes ago she wouldn’t have cared about a little
