I don't own Batista. I only own Mel, Bri, and Mal. If there really is a Grand Madison Hotel somewhere, I never heard of it before...
CHAPTER 2: MEL'S PLAN
"You would not believe what just happened to me!" Mel exclaimed in a low voice to Bri as she sat down in a chair in the corner of the almost deserted lobby. She gripped her cell phone tightly and surveyed the room.
"I have no idea, but who was that guy who hung up on me?" Bri asked. The curiosity was blatant in her voice.
"You won't believe me if I tell you," Mel said, shaking her head even though she knew her friend couldn't see her actions.
"I will believe you!" Bri persisted. "Now come on, tell me who the owner of that sexy voice is... It sounded kind of familiar."
"It should! It was Batista," Mel admitted with a smile.
"Don't lie to me, Mel," Bri said unbelievingly.
"I'm totally not lying! It was Batista, and we made out in the elevator," Mel insisted.
"Melanie Dana Williams! Are you telling me the truth?" Bri demanded to know.
"Nothing but the truth, I promise," Mel answered. "He heard my end of our conversation and thought I'd be willing to do him in the elevator."
"Did you? I so would've!"
"I told him I wasn't that kind of girl," Mel said, embarrassed. "Then he got pissed and started making out with me to somehow persuade me to want him."
"He wouldn't have had to persuade me. I would jump his bones in a heartbeat," Bri said, laughing. "But did it work?"
"Like a charm, I was ready to when he bit my ear, but he changed his mind," Mel said, chewing her lip thoughtfully. "However, he did invite me up to his room tonight."
"Then why the hell are you talking to me?" Bri asked with a laugh. "You totally need to get laid, and who's better to get the job done than the Animal himself?"
"You know what? You're right," Mel said.
"I know I am. You haven't gotten any since your 22nd birthday, and that was months ago."
"Gotta go," Mel said quickly. She flipped her phone shut, put it in her purse, and stood up. Then she headed straight over to the hotel receptionist. "Hey Mal," she said to Mallory Hilton, the worker on duty at the desk. "Mind if I grab a key? I left something muy importante in a room and I should get it before someone comes."
"No prob, grab the key," Mal said with a yawn. She didn't bother asking which room the key was for or what Mel had allegedly left in the room. Mel was a sweetheart and was trusted by everyone around...
"I can't believe I have Batista's room key in my hand!" Mel exclaimed out loud in the empty elevator less than five minutes later. "I hope he's ready for a surprise because I'm ready to surprise the hell out of him!"
Mel reached Batista's room, located on one of the higher floors, in just a few minutes. She walked purposefully over to his door and opened it with the key. She closed it gently and looked around. She could hear the shower running so she knew that was where he was. She smiled to herself as she walked over to the bedroom where she would be waiting when he was done with his shower...