I had never been someplace so nice before.
It took a handful of hours and we made it there at ten o clock at night like Dimitri predicted. Dimitri, carrying my bags and his, checked us while I looked around the hotel lobby.
It was all shiny and sparkly and little Mickey Mouse logos were everywhere.
I spun around in the center of the lobby to see it all. In mid spin I saw shadow shift outside of the hotel behind a pillar. I was about to move toward it when Dimitri touched my arm.
"Our room is a few floors up. Are you okay?"
He looked out the door trying to see what I see.
"Yeah…I just thought I saw something. I'm just freaking out and seeing things," I tried to reassure.
It was more for my benefit than his.
He didn't look convinced but nodded and pulled me toward the elevators.
"This weekend is about fun and calm and not seeing things," I muttered to my self under my breath repeatedly.
The bellboy who had offered to carry our bags looked over at me skeptically but said nothing. Dimitri patted my back gently to reassure me. I smiled up at him.
Those eyes of his could make me feel better anytime.
I think if I had the chance I'd stare at them all day.
The bellboy escorted us to our room and set our bags down.
I gaped open mouthed at the view that led out not to the amusement park but over all of hills and trees and rooftops. The room it self was almost completely golden brown and everything looked so…fluffy.
"Would you like to order rooms service or do you plan on eating at our downstairs restaurant?" The bellboy asked.
"Can we eat up here?" I asked Dimitri. I liked the idea of having another private, quiet dinner with Dimitri in this beautiful. I wanted it to be like the other times he'd treated me to breakfast, lunch and dinner where we were alone or even when we went to restaurants or cafes I had that same feeling I'd been having a lot, like we were the only to people in the world.
"I guess we'll just order room service."
The bellboy handed Dimitri what looked like a dictionary of food choices and left after Dimitri tipped him.
"I thought you'd like the downstairs restaurant," he said, his lips lifting into a smile on one side.
"I thought it'd be nice to eat up here," I replied bouncing on my heels nervously.
He looked at me for a moment.
"That does sound nice, I guess. We'll unpack and I'll call for room service."
I went to one of the bedrooms and put clothes into a dresser.
Maybe I should change.
I looked down at my torn jeans and black t-shirt with a smiley insignia on the front.
Definitely change.
I didn't have a lot of clothes and only maybe one or two outfits that would look nice enough for dinner thanks to Lissa.
I pulled out a purple blouse that tied at the back and loose black skirt.
I went to shower and dressed quickly.
The blouse and skirt fit tight enough to show off the curves I normally hid. When you're apart of a mob family with a bunch of men around, it's best to not show off your body.
I looked better than had…ever.
I wanted to show Dimitri I could be beautiful like some of the women I'd seen working in the F.B.I building or when we went out together.
I wanted to be and feel beautiful for once.
I untied my ponytail and shook my wet hair out. I brushed it back at one side and added a clip to hold it in place while the rest hung loose and curled at the ends.
My hair was too long to wear down all of the time but tonight was going to be different.
I let it loose so it fell to my waist.
I checked my self in the mirror once and then walked out into the living room.