As George led her to his living room, she took everything in. Sure she'd been in his home before, but she could never get over how breathtakingly beautiful it was.

They sat on the couch and engaged in small talk.

"You look breathtaking" he said, looking her over, grinning seductively.

"Thank you, and you look very handsome if I may say so" she blushed and giggled, peaking at him out of the corner of her eye.

He smiled, and placed a hand on her lower back.

"You wanna start the movie?" he asked, grinning slightly at her.

"Sure. What are we watching?" she asked, leaning back on the white leather sofa.

"It's a French film called "La Belle Noiseuse" he explained, getting up and pressing play on the DVD player.

She can't say she was shocked, it figures George would choose a foreign film, he was well-educated after all.

He slid his arm around her waist and pulled her up against his chest. She curled her legs under her body and set her eyes on the screen.

She barely felt herself fall asleep, until George's shoulder jerked, then she jolted awake, her eyes re-adjusted themselves to the screen.

"I love the way this film is shot, it really tells about the characters and their personal struggles" he whispered in her ear.

"Yeah...I agree" she said, even though she had no idea what the movie was about. She was inherently grateful when the credits came on the screen.

He reached for the clicker and turned the television off.

"Good, right?" he asked, a small smile on his handsome face.

"Yeah, wonderful" she said, forcing an entertained smile.

Slowly, he leaned towards her, his mouth quickly landed on her ear, he began nibbling her lobe.

Her hands scanned all over his back.

"Your so sexy" he whispered in her ear.

His lips crashed into hers, while his fingers made their way under her dress.

His hand drifted inside her panties, his fingers prodding at her.

"Slow down" she said breathlessly.

He fell on top of her and yanked her dress off. She closed her eyes and let him inside of her, not that he was forceful, he was rushed and rough. She faked an orgasm to make him finish faster.

Afterwards he drove her home, he pulled up in the same place he picked her up, outside of room 9.

"I had an amazing night, George, thank you for everything" she said, giving him a wide smile.

"I did too" he grinned, the car got silent for a moment.

"Would you like to come to dinner with Christine, me, and our parents Sunday night?" he offered, placing a hand on her leg.

"You want me to meet your parents?" she asked, a little surprised at the gesture, she'd only gone out with George twice.

"Well, yeah...I figured you'd like them, I know they'd love you" he said, leaning over to kiss her cheek.

"Sure" she smiled and opened the door.

He grabbed her arm then and pulled her back in, dropping a kiss on her lips.

"Goodnight" he smiled, face to face with her.

"Goodnight" she gave him one quick kiss and slid out of his car.

She watched him go and stood there thinking.

George wanting her to meet his parents? This early? It was odd for her. She liked him, despite the fact that he was everything she wasn't. She hadn't detected anything wrong with him, except that he wasn't very good in bed, but she could fix that. She smiled to herself as she walked up the steps to her home and shut the door behind her.

The next morning, Norma was outside the motel watering the flowers. She always got out to do it bright and early, she was never one to sleep in, she couldn't bare the thought of staying in bed until the afternoon. She knew when she bought the motel it needed plenty of maintenance and care, she was prepared to do so.

Alex always left for work at 9 am sharp, he couldn't tolerate tardiness, but as he looked out his motel room window he saw Norma watering the plants. He couldn't even handle being around her, he had obvious feelings for her that he couldn't keep under wraps when they spoke. His palms got sweaty, he fidgeted, and he had to try his damnedest not to get tongue-tied around her. He knew he had to stay swift and on his games at all times or else she wouldn't even think twice about looking his way. Though his desire for the woman was plain to see he walked outside anyway, he had to get to work, the 9 hours of his day where he could get away from Norma, getting his mind off of her was a different story. He kept his head down and paced directly to his SUV.

"Hi, Alex" he heard from behind her, he scrunched up his face at the failed attempt, of course she was going to say something to him.

When he went to turn and face her, he lost his balance and tripped on the tiny rocks below him. He looked down, his butt on the gravel, his hands flat on the ground behind him, he was absolutely humiliated. He didn't need a mirror to know his face was beat read.

"Oh my God, Alex" she said, her mouth wide open, her voice laced with genuine concern.

Norma dropped the water can immediately and rushed over to him. She offered him her hand.

He gave her a tight smile and grabbed a hold of her, she pulled him up, causing him to lean forward into her.

"Sorry" he muttered as he pulled away from her.

"Are you okay?" she asked, dusting off the shoulders of his uniform.

"I'm fine, Norma" he said seriously, causing her to drop her hands back down to her sides.

"Thanks" he said before getting into his SUV and driving to work.

On his way to the station, a voice in his had kept berating him, for making an idiot of himself in front of the one woman he wanted to impress. Looks like he wasn't the smooth ladies man he thought he could be. He shook his head and tried to stop replaying the incident in his mind. He'd never been that way around any woman in his life, normally he could hold his own with most of them, but Norma...Norma had a way over him that no one else did. He pulled into the station, ready to throw himself into his work, as if that would clear his love laced thoughts.

Norma sat at the motel desk, taking reservations. Suddenly, George came in.

"George- I, uh, I wasn't expecting you to come by" she said, bewildered by his surprise visit.

"Don't you answer your phone?" he asked, extremely frustrated.

"What are you talking about?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"I must have called you six times" he said, waving his phone in front of her face.

"I don't have my cell on me, I've been busy all morning" she explained.

She was angry that he would accuse her of ignoring him intentionally, but she tried to brush it off, she didn't want to mess up what they had, he was her only stability.

"Well, I spoke with my parents, we need to meet them at 8 pm tomorrow night. I'll pick you up then?" he said, returning back to his charming self.

She was speechless, she opened her mouth to try to find words but she couldn't, she didn't feel invited anymore, she felt forced. But then, seeing that nice smile on George's face made her obedient.

She nodded and went back to work, he smiled at her.

"I need to get back to work, but I'll see you later. And keep your phone on" he said, the last sentence sounding like a scolding.

He was probably just having a bad day, why else would he come in and berate her for something as little a deal as not picking up his calls. She stopped obsessing over it, she knew George was right for her, she deserved someone like him, someone who really cared about her, gave her all his love, and paid attention to her needs. She still felt shitty about his attitude though, she looked up from her laptop, her eyes falling to the parking lot outside, all she could picture was Alex falling down, she smiled to herself and went back to work.