He edged his way around the bed and the entertainment center, careful not to make a sound. He saw her bag on the floor at the entrance of the hotel, her things scattered on top of it. Just like he'd done at a dozen crime scenes, he edged his back along the doorway to the bathroom, his breath caught in his throat.
When he peered in, he sighed in relief. There she was, eyes closed, head back and beautiful flowers littering the bubbly water around her. He smiled at the fact that she had no idea he was there. Her lips moved softly forming the words to the songs that she had indulged in during her bath.
Slowly he crept into the bathroom, careful not to cause a noticeable shadow to float over her face. He knelt by the tub, and rested his arms on the edge of the tub, his head propped on top watching her. When she didn't notice him after a few minutes, he sat up on his knees, and held his hand out over her. He moved his hand slightly about her body, hovering inches from her skin.
Her eyes fluttered, but she still remained unaware of his presence. Finally he plunged his hand under the water to her side furthest away from him, and grabbed her. In one quick movement he dragged her up and out of the water close to him. Before she knew it, she was being given a hell of a hello kiss.
