There lips met in a passionate kiss, and for a moment she had forgotten everything. Not just everything, the main reason of why she had gone up there, the main reason why she would ever venture in this part of the hotel. He put his hands on her sides, and pushed her back to a wall. She didn't hesitate to put her hands behind his back, clenching the back part of his shirt as she did so. She unclenched her hands as he started taking off the shirt showing off his well tanned muscles. She knew this was wrong, even after he had placed one of his hands to her cheek, even after he had came inches to her and grabbed her waist with the other hand, and still after he had kissed her she knew it was wrong. They continued to kiss passionately, slowly moving from the wall towards his bedroom, he closed the door with his left foot as they entered. She knew this was wrong, but couldn't remember why. She closed her eyes hoping that in a sense this would somehow keep the shame of what she was doing beneath her, keep it hidden, secret. She opened her eyes as he started to undue the bottom part of her shirt first. It was up until then that it started to hit her just how truly wrong this all was and why she was up there in the first place. Ashamed, she grabbed his hand, causing him to stop and stare down at her. "I'm sorry Wolfwood," Meryl whispered. "But this is wrong." Meryl buttoned her shirt back up, "Millie wants to know if you want to take a walk, she will be waiting for you downstairs in ten minutes," with ought looking at Wolfwood, she turned around and walked quietly out the door.