Disclaimer: These characters aren't mine. Believe me, if they were... well, it would be "don't let the door hit you on the way out, Lavery!"
A/N: What I want for New Years! It's a new story not really based on anything - takes place after jackass... I mean Ryan... showed up at the hotel!
He was busy reading a file when he felt a pair of eyes boring into his head. He looked up and saw her standing in his doorway.
"Kendall?"
She just smiled and shut the door. She dropped her purse on his couch and made her way next to his chair.
He was trying to interrupt the look on her face, but he was struggling.
"Kendall, do you need…"
She silenced him by putting her forefinger on his lips. She turned his chair toward her and sat down in his lap. Every thought left his head in that moment and all he was able to do was stare at her.
She smiled shyly at him and closed the tiny distance that separated his lips from hers.
He found himself to be on fire as she kissed him. Any hesitation, any reservations he had had about the two of them were gone in that instance. He wrapped his arms around her and moaned when she deepened the kiss.
He put an arm under her legs and carried her over to the couch. He laid her out on the couch and looked at her. She smiled brightly at him and all he saw in her eyes was love. It was almost too much for him to handle. He smiled back at her and lay down next to her. He ran his fingers through her hair. He looked up and down her body several times and then looked back at her lips, lips that were screaming to be kissed again. He watched as she licked her lips and moved in slowly, so they could resume what they had just been doing and maybe…
"Mr. Slater?"
Zach jolted awake and saw Edie, his assistant, staring down at him.
"Edie?"
"Yeah, Mr. Slater. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, but it's almost 7:30 and the guests will be…"
Zach sat up and rubbed his eyes. "That was a dream?"
"Excuse me, Sir?"
He looked up at Edie. "Was Mrs. Slater here when you walked in?"
"Um… no Sir… I… well… Mrs. Slater hasn't been in the casino in at least a week or so. Would you like me to call her for you?"
"No, it's fine. What were you saying?"
"Well, its 7:30 and your guests will be arriving soon, so you need to go up to the suite and get changed…"
Zach stood up and groaned – he had forgotten about the New Year's Eve party. How Bianca had managed to talk him into it, he would never understand, but she had, so here he was.
"My tux is upstairs?"
"Yes Sir. May I ask you something?"
He just looked at Edie. She had been with him a long time and knew when something was off.
He leaned against his desk. "Sure."
"When was the last time you went home?"
"Edie, don't start with this again."
"Sir, it's just that… well, I don't mind running to your condo and getting your mail and what not, but it can't be good for you to be sleeping on this couch" she said, pointing to the leather sofa he had just woken up on.
"That's why I've got the suite."
"And the last time you slept up there was…"
"Ok, time for you to stop talking now."
"Yes Sir. Would you like me to have room service send you anything up?"
"No, I'll be fine."
"Sir, really, I haven't seen you eat in…"
"Ok, ok, ok. I give up. I promise to gorge myself on the buffet tonight – will that get you to back off?"
Edie smirked at her boss. "For now."
"Great!"
Edie left the room and Zach stood up and looked back at the couch, remembering the dream that seemed so vivid just a few minutes ago.
Zach just shook his head and left his office, hoping a steaming hot shower and shot of scotch would make this latest dream go away. He had quit sleeping in the suite three days ago after the last dream had him searching the room and the floor for her, hoping she really had been there, but she hadn't. He hadn't talked to her for almost two weeks. He had promised her space and space he would give.