After three hours, Conrad called his security guy. He knew Victoria was angry, but she didn't have her purse with her. He tried to think of where she could gave gone with only her keys and cell phone, but he kept coming up empty. He waited for her to march through the door, ready for battle. But she never showed up. He tried to give her space, but it was getting late so he made the call. At first, he didn't believe what he was told so he decided to see for himself.
He noticed her car the second he turned into the park. Although her car was the only one in the empty park, he would have recognized it anywhere. He left his headlights on when he got out of the car, although he still didn't believe the information he had been given.
As he approached her car, he realized it was true. Victoria's head was tilted towards the drivers side window, her dark hair falling in different directions. Even sleeping in her car, she looked beautiful. He hated to. Wake her, but knew there was no other way. He gently tapped her window, causing her to jump. It took a second or two but she quickly remembered the fight that had brought her here.
"Leave me alone." She warned.
"Talk to me."
"I said leave me alone!" She wasn't in the mood for talking and she especially wasn't in the mood for Conrad. Instead of arguing with her, he used the spare key he kept on his key ring to open her car door. She tried to grab it but he was stronger, using his leg to keep the door opened. With a huff she got out of the car.
"I have nothing to say to you."
"I beg you, Victoria, don't do this." He wasn't ready to give up on his marriage. He wished he knew how to make her feel the same.
Victoria could feel the electricity between them although she hated to admit it. She moved away from him, leaning against the passenger door. Conrad seized the moment, shutting the door and locking it, ensuring she couldn't flee.
"You said it yourself. It's easier to do things without me, to learn about me by having me followed. That's how you found me, isn't it? You've already said that you can't win with me. I'm giving you an out, Conrad."
"Being with you is winning, Victoria. I don't want an out. I don't want to win or lose. I just want you. What I've always wanted."
"Neither of us win when we're together." She said sadly.
"Then we change it. If we fight for it we can make it work."
"It's not that simple, Conrad." He inched closer, using his arm to prop him up next to her. He was so close that she could feel his breath against her skin.
"Then we make it that simple." He kissed her tentatively, waiting to judge her reaction. She was apprehensive, but let her tongue venture into his mouth. He moved closer, pressing her against the car. He grabbed her face, pushing her closer to him.
He grabbed her leg, wrapping it around himself. His hand roamed freely under her dress, skimming the lace material of her panties. Victoria put her hand on his chest and he braced himself for rejection, but it never came. He couldn't help but imagine that her hand against his chest was her way of being able to tell herself she tried to stop him. He unzipped his pants, anxious to reclaim her. She moaned as he entered her, and he put his mouth over hers, inhaling her moans. He lifted her up, letting her wrap her arms and legs around him as he moved in and out of her. She tilted her head back, moaning as she finished. Her moan echoed through the empty park. Victoria buried her head in the crook of his neck, embarrassed.
"Don't be embarrassed." He said, gently scratching her head. He helped her down, stepping back so she could fix her dress.
"Shall we go back to our room?" He asked. He could see that she was still hesitant, but after a few minutes she slowly nodded. He unlocked her car door and watched her slide into the drivers side. Instead of starting the car, she removed the keys.
"We can send someone to pick up my car, can't we?" She asked. He tried to hide the smile as he nodded. Maybe they were on the same page after all.