Chapters three and four in the same day, my editor Dawn is awesome!
We are getting their people. I have not mastered the art of a one shot. I need lead in and backdrop, but I promise the next chapter is where all the fun starts.
Thank you for reading and sticking with me as I learn to write stories.
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Chapter 4
Allura and Keith arrived at their room. Her breath caught. This made the royal suite at the castle look frumpy. Keith had made the arrangements and chosen this room. Maybe he was subtly trying to tell her what he wanted. She got the message loud and clear. She recalled the initial look in his eye the first time he toured the royal suite. She didn't blame him; this was so much better. She heard the porter bid good day and the door close. She turned to look at him. She smiled when he ran his hand up his neck and through his hair. It was such an adorable habit, and the only sign he ever gave of being nervous.
"Well what do you think?" he asked, walking toward her.
She looked over the room again. It was not overly large. On one side was a bar made of polished rose wood. It was stocked with beautiful crystal glasses, and enough liquor to keep the team drunk for weeks.
The room had a window on the far side. She walked over and looked out at their view. You would never know the Hotel was in the middle of Dradin's infamous strip. Landscaped hills and a forest of trees hid the view of the modern resorts. She turned back to the room and saw Keith walk through an opening that must have led to the bedroom. In the middle of the room was a large semicircle sofa. It was rich brown suede. It faced a wall that had a huge view screen. Must remember to lock that, she thought. The wall had openings on both ends. Keith had gone though the one on the opposite side. She walked through the one on her side. It also led to the sleeping chamber. The Bed was huge. Fifteen people could sleep in it. She blushed as she realized that in a place like Dradin, that was probably the point. The headboard was floor to ceiling tufted leather. The bed coverings and pillows were cream and red.
Keith was unpacking his bags. He looked up and simply said, "Well?"
In a tone of bored indifference, she replied, "It's ok, I guess. A little too masculine for my taste."
He looked crestfallen. She giggled and jumped on the bed with a delighted smile. She said, "I am just teasing. It is beautiful." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly.
Her look turned seductive. In a sultry voice, she said, "I especially love this bed." She began to pull him down as she kissed him deeply.
He had one knee on the bed and was about to give in when he gained control of himself.
"I don't have time for this," he said in raspy voice. "I can't be late to my first meeting," he continued pulling himself away.
Allura sighed and lay back on the oh-so-soft bed. "You have an hour before your first meeting," she pouted.
"HA, when has an hour ever been enough time to please you, Your Majesty?" he said smiling at her. He began to strip off his flight suit. "It was a three hour flight, and that didn't even satiate you."
She threw one of the small pillows at him. "By the looks of things, I would say you are not completely satisfied either," she teased. Her eyes darkened to a deep emerald as she looked upon his bare body. She unconsciously ran her hand up her body and over her breast.
Keith growled deeply and tuned around. As he was heading into the bathroom he irritably said, "I need a shower, a very cold shower."
Allura giggled. She listened to him turn the water on. She though about joining him, but it seamed impossible to get up from the bed right now. Her eyes drifted closed.
Keith turned the water off. He was more than a little disappointed that she didn't join him. He toweled off, and went to see where she was. He found her lying in the same spot he left her. Her face was relaxed, a smile played at the corners of her lips. Still so beautiful, he thought. He would never grow tired of looking at her. He used his voltcom to set the alarm in hers. Then he finished dressing. Before he left, he leaned over and kissed her softly. "I love you, beautiful Princess," he whispered.
