I was glad the hotel Mirabel lodged, was located in the same building as the birthday party venue, so we didn't have to go far.
Before we went into the hotel, Mirabel went to see the birthday celebrant. I didn't get to hear what they were talking about, but I definitely knew she was telling the celebrant that she wants to rest for the night.
After her brief conversation with the celebrant, Mirabel staggered back to where I stood, and we continued our journey into the hotel.
At some point, Mirabel couldn't walk properly, so we had to use the elevator to get to our hotel room. As we rode up to our floor, Mirabel leaned against me, her body swaying slightly due to the effects of the alcohol she had consumed.
I wrapped my arm around her, holding her close to my chest and steadying her. I couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness towards Mirabel, who seemed vulnerable and fragile in her intoxicated state.
Memories of our past romance together began to flood my mind as I held Mirabel, but I quickly waved it off.
When the elevator doors opened, I led Mirabel out into the quiet corridor. The smooth tiled ground muffled our footsteps as we made our way to our room, which was located just a short distance down the hall.
When we finally arrived at room 315, I fumbled in my pocket for the room key, finally producing it and inserting it into the lock.
The door swung open, revealing a cozy hotel room with a king sized bed, a desk, and a comfortable armchair, Tv, Air conditioner e.t.c.
To my calculations, lodging in this kind of hotel for a night would cost not less than 50k for a night, and I wondered how Mirabel was able to effortlessly pay for it, without asking for my assistance.
The room was decorated in soothing shades of beige and cream, with a large window that let in plenty of natural light and air. Mirabel stumbled into the room, dropping her purse on the floor and making a beeline for the bed.
I followed her into the room, closing the door behind me. I watched as Mirabel collapsed onto the bed, her body sprawling across the mattress in a limp, exhausted heap.
She kicked off her shoes, sending them flying across the room, and let out a contented sigh.
As I looked on, Mirabel began to undress, her movements slow and clumsy due to her intoxicated state. She pulled off her dress, revealing a lacy bra and panties underneath.
My eyes widened in surprise, and I felt a surge of lust wash through me, as I took in Mirabel's partially nak.ed form.
Mirabel seemed completely unaware of her state of undress, and she stumbled towards the bathroom, intent on taking a shower.
I watched her go, my eyes fixed on her body as she disappeared into the bathroom.
When Mirabel was out of sight, I started feeling a pang of guilt for staring at her, I couldn't help myself.
As I waited for Mirabel to finish taking her shower, my thoughts turned to Charlotte. I began to wonder what she was doing at that moment, had she left the birthday party already?.
I again felt a pang of guilt for being attracted to Mirabel, knowing that my heart still belonged to Charlotte.
Meanwhile, Mirabel finished her shower and emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel. She stumbled over to the bed, collapsing onto the mattress with a sigh. I watched as she snuggled under the covers, her eyes closing almost immediately.
I decided to take a shower too, hoping to clear my head and shake off the lingering feelings of lust. I took off everything I wore, and dashed into the bathroom.
While under the warm water from the bathroom shower, I still couldn't help but think of Charlotte again. I wondered what the future held for us, and if we would ever be together.
After I was done with my shower, I dried myself with a towel, and put on the robe I saw which was neatly folded on the chair.
After wearing the robe, I climbed into bed and laid beside Mirabel, who was fast asleep.
I covered her properly with the duvet, and couldn't help but watch her sleeping face for a while.
Despite my attraction to Mirabel, I knew that I couldn't act on my feelings. I valued my friendship with Mirabel too much, and I didn't want to risk ruining our relationship with my lust.
I quickly looked away from Mirabel, to avoid being tempted. Since I wasn’t feeling sleepy yet, I decided to surf the internet and while away time.
As I scrolled through Facebook, engrossed in a captivating story, my phone suddenly buzzed with an incoming text message.
I hesitated for a moment, then set aside the story to check the message. Curiosity got the better of me, especially when I saw that the message was from an unknown number that wasn't saved in my contacts.
I clicked to open the message, and it reads.
“I’m in room 310, come over, let's talk.........The door is open for you.
Charlortte” My eyes fell upon Mirabel, who was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of her surroundings.
Meanwhile, a tumultuous inner conflict began to brew within me, as I was torn between the temptation to visit Charlotte and the voice of reason urging me to refrain.
After weighing my options for what felt like an eternity, I carefully threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I slipped out of my robe and quickly pulled on my briefs, my mind made up.
With a sense of trepidation, I then sneaked out of the room, and made my way down the hall to room 310.
I paused in front of the door, my hand hovering over the handle as I wrestled with a fierce internal debate.
A voice within me urged me to turn the handle and step inside, while another voice whispered caution, warning me to turn back while I still could. The conflicting desires swirled in my mind, leaving me frozen in indecision.
As I stood there, paralyzed by indecision, the sudden click of the lock in the next room snapped me into action.
In a split second decision, I pushed open the door of 310 and slipped inside, narrowly avoiding a potentially awkward encounter with the emerging occupant of the adjacent room.
When I got in, I saw Charlotte wrapped in a duvet, casually pressing her phone.
“You came, i thought you wouldn’t”.........she muttered, still pressing her phone.
“Now I’m here, why did you send it to me?”........I asked, walking to sit opposite the bed.
“Thanks for coming anyways”.......she muttered, dropping her phone beside her.
“We should hurry up with our discussion, I need to go back before Mirabel wakes up”........I mentioned.
“Okay then......I just needed you to tell me What’s really going on between you and Mirabel?”.........she demanded.
“Is that what you called me out to discuss?”........I snapped.
“Yes of course”.........she whispered, and gently removed the duvet from herself.
Behold she was Unclad.
Charlotte wasn't holding anything that surprised me, but the familiar sight still left me breathless. She rose from the bed, her movements fluid and deliberate, as she sauntered towards me with an air of confident seduction, a playful smile dancing on her lips.
The vision of her naked beauty left me instantly aroused. I was transfixed as she glided effortlessly from the bed to where I sat, her eyes locked on mine, and then settled gently onto my lap, her proximity sending shivers down my spine.
“If this is what you wanted all this while, you should have said it”.........I whispered, forcing my eyes off her body.
“Why would you reconnect with an ex, when you stand a chance of having all this to yourself hunh?”........she whispered into my ears, licking my ear lobes in the process.
Given the way she was positioned on my lap, I was certain that she had been aware of my arousal for some time, her proximity to my stiffened body leaving little doubt that she had already sensed my excitement.
“Okay......Enough of the seduction, get off me let’s talk”.........I retorted, nudging her away.
“Fine then”........she replied, getting off me and going back to the bed.
As she caught sight of my evident arousal peeking from my shorts, a sly smile spread across her face. I was taken aback by my own restraint, for I never thought I would be able to resist Charlotte's charms.
Yet, here I was, fighting against my own desires despite the intense physical attraction. I knew, however, that if she made another advance, my resolve would crumble, and she would effortlessly get what she wanted.
“So Pascal, remember I told you before to give me some time to settle something. I think I’m done with that, We can now start whatever you wanted us to start”..........She announced, and I chuckled.
“Is this what you couldn’t tell me over the phone?”........I asked, with an expressionless countenance.
“Look Pascal, I know I have not treated you right all these while. But believe me, I wanted you, I wanted to have something with you, I still do.......It’s just that I had something that was on my neck then. I love you Pascal, believe me I do”.........she passionately proclaimed.
“Come on, you don’t have to apologize for what happened then........Truth was that I loved you too, I mean I couldn’t just get to move on not minding how casually you treated me”
“Even when I saw you with your boyfriend, it broke my heart but I asked myself. What right do I have to feel that way? It’s not like I have asked you out yet. So I had no reason to feel like we have something yet. But all that is in the past now ok?”........I revealed, relaxing back.
“I’m very sorry Pascal, I've come to realise that it's you I want”..........she said apologetically.
“It’s okay my dear”........I replied.
“So are we cool now?”........she asked excitedly, but I gulped down hard, before dropping the bombshell.
“Of course we are cool, but let me tell you........There’s nothing that can ever happen between us again. I have someone that I am dating now. We can stick to just being friends?”.........I said bluntly.
“Who is she? Mirabel right?”........she asked, with an indignant tone.
“It’s not Mirabel, with time you would know her........All you need to know is that I have someone already. So you can go back to your boyfriend”........I said with finality and stood up to leave.
“Pascal please wait”........she yelled, and rushed to the door stopping me from leaving.
“What is it again?”.......I retorted.
“I don’t have a boyfriend. I broke up with him for us to be together.......Please I’m sorry for what happened between us in the past, Let me make it up to you please”.........she pleaded, as we both held each other's gaze.
Her eyes have a mesmerizing hold on me, drawing me in with an otherworldly allure. I felt myself getting lost in their depths, but I forcibly tore my gaze away, breaking the spell.
I was on the cusp of speaking when she suddenly cupped my face in her hands and silenced me with a passionate kiss, her lips locking onto mine with a tender yet unyielding grasp.
To Be Continued.........
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