The nearest hotel we could find was an hour away and Dylan carried me for the entire journey. I was mesmerised by the amount of strength and energy Dylan had, and found myself staring continously at his arms. How strong they were. With every flap of his wings I grew more and more entranced at his posture. He had an incredible build. He could lift at least three times his own weight, possibly more.
The veins stood out on his arms and across his biceps as he carried me through the air. I didn't dare myself to look up at him, ashamed of how I might look to him. A complete wreck.
I nervously took a deep breath, quickly dried my tear streaked face and slowly, gradually looked up at Dylan. His face wasn't far from mine as my head was buried in the crook of his neck. He took a glance down at me and met my gaze. He smiled. I almost forgot to exhale, holding my breath completely taken back by his sexy smirk.
Sexy? Did I just say sexy? I meant to say....
"Max. Both you and I know that you have strong feelings for Dylan. That is the way it is meant to be. There is no use fighting it. The sooner you admit your feelings to yourself, and to him, the better." The voice sounded in my head. I didn't once take my eyes of Dylan and thought if what the voice was really saying was really true. Would I honestly say I had 'strong' feelings for him? Sure, he was attractive, but could I really see myself with this guy. Possibly for the rest of my life, however long that was anyway.
"Are you feeling okay now?" Dylan asked breaking the silence between us.
"I think I'll need a bit of time. Let it sink it. But other than that... I think I'm going to be okay." I admitted. He grinned and quickly kissed the top of my head.
Was that true? Was I really going to be alright? Having Dylan this close to me, holding me and looking out for me did something to me. Something I can't explain, but already I could feel myself calming down after what had just hapened not half an hour ago. Dylan seems to ease me in ways which I never thought possible. It was unlike me to be so forgiving so easily. What changed tonight?
"Max look, the hotel is just below us." Dylan nodded towards the ground below and we dropped into a small deserted alley way by the side of the hotel.
"I think you deserve to be in this hotel right now. After everything you've been through today, I'm gonna cook you up something good and run you a hot bath. Sound good?" Dylan asked as he pointed to the front of the hotel. I realised why he might think I deserve to be here was because it was the most poshest looking hotel I had ever seen. Easily 5 stars.
We walked in through the grand doors and was greeted by a tall man in a navy suit by the door.
"Good evening. Welcome to the Holiday Inn." He said and walked off to greet some more people.
"He's friendly." Dylan smiled.
We reached the front desk and a young woman smiled up at both of us.
"Hello, we would like one of your finest rooms please. Me and my wife are on our honey moon and we want a room with a good view. Do you have any available?" Dylan spoke before I had a chance to. Wife?
"Yes sir we have one available for you right now how long are you looking to stay with us for?" She replied after some vigorous typing on the computer.
"Two nights is all please." Dylan said handing over my credit card and placing it in the card holder.
I looked over at Dylan who seemed to know what he is doing. He must have seen too many movies. I don;t think he's ever done anything like this before.
"Thank you Mr. Ride, we hope you enjoy your stay with us." The woman said sliding over the room key. I quickly took off holding Dylans hand encase she changed her mind. Can never be too careful.
"That went well. She called me Mr. Ride." Dylan said winking at me as we pressed the button in the elevator.
"I can't believe she fell for that. Do we really look old enough to be married?" I said looking at the floor as though it would give me an answer.
"Well different country, different rules. Maybe I look old enough. I mean I am over 6 foot." He said looking at himself in the reflection of the door.
It was then my attention was turned to Dylan. My eyes took in his towering height and fell once again on the familiar structure of his muscles. Sometimes I look at him, and think gosh I wish he were mine. But then I realise. He sort of is, isn't he?
"That was the plan. They made him for you. Don;t be affraid to be a little greedy Max."
I shook my head in irritation, like it would help, but it never does. I just end up making my head ache worse than before.
"Are you okay?" Dylan asked as I rubbed my head. I nodded and let my arms fall back down to my sides. He stood next to me and held my head against his chest. I felt almost instantly better.
The lift doors banged open and we got out on the 8th floor.
"Room 403. Where is room 403?" Dylan muttered to himself as he checked the numbers on the door.
"Here." I said pointing along a corridor and spotting our room at the end. As I walked behind him along the corridor my heart beat began to quicken. It got to the point where I thought it was going to leap out of my chest. Going into a room with just him was a scary thought. What if he tries to kiss me again?
Dylan nudged my arm holding open the door and I quickly ran in feeling stupid. A sweet aroma of flowers hit my senses and I saw several vases full of roses scattered across the room.
"Romantic huh?" He smiled and walked off to explore the rest of the suit.
I grabbed the phone and dialed my number and waited for an answer. When Jeb answered I told him what had happened and where we were. He didn't seem as freaked out as I thought he would be.
"I'm glad your safe. The flock is missing you both. I will tell them you will be back in two days. I'll leave out the messy details." He said.
"Thanks. Tell them I miss them too. See you in two days. Give my love to everyone." I replied and hung up.
I flopped down on the bed and let out a huge sigh. I would have pulled the covers over me then and hoped for a decent nights sleep if it hadn't of been for the sound of running water. I looked up dazed and realised that Dylan must be having a shower. Or maybe he was running a bath for me like he said.
I got up and drunkenly walked over to the bathroom door. I pushed it open and saw the bath filling with bubbles and rose petals were scattered across the bath tub. Then I saw a flicker of light from the corner of my eye and turned to see Dylan lighting small candles around the room. It was really quite beautiful.
"Hope you like it." He turned to me and smiled lighting the last of the candles. Like what? The room with candles and rose petals or the fact that you have no shirt on?
"Yes I do its really nice. Thanks." I blushed and quickly began searching for towels.
"There's a bath robe on the door. I can ask someone if they will wash your clothes for you, if you would like?"
"Yeah sure that's fine." I said planting a towel by the door and exiting the bathroom.
The view from the window was amazing. You could see the small gardens with lots of plants and nearby was the pool which looked almost empty. I stood there for what seemed like hours, gazing out of the window looking at everyone walking around, wondering why they were here and where they had come from. I pulled myself away and walked back in to the bathroom to check on my bath. It was almost full and more rose petals had been put into the tub. I took note of Dylan in the corner, with his back turned to me. Great I walked in on him taking a pee. I spun around and sat on the floor outside the bathroom. Oh my God did he see me?
I wrapped my hands around my knees and buried my face. He walked out of the bathroom and sat on the floor next to me. I held my breath.
"You can get in your bath now sweetie." Dylan said in a soothing voice making me pop my head up and look at him.
"Alright." I said in a shaky voice and stood up. "I didn't mean to, you know."
"Don't worry about it." He smiled and I closed the door, stripping off and sliding into the bath water.
I don't remember the last time I was this relaxed. The water seemed to be the right temperature and the smell of rose and lavender filled the air, making me feel even more sleepy. I heard the T.V from the bedroom and listened as Dylan watched some comedy programme. Then I shut my eyes and began to fall asleep.
Dylan POV
Max, placed the towel by the door and left, leaving me alone so I could add the finishing touches to the room. I found some lavender oils which I put into the bath and sprayed some insence around the room. Hopefully she will be able to get a good nights sleep from all of this. I checked the bath water to make sure it was the right temperature and adjusted the rose petals in the bath. Done.
I walked over to the toilet and pulled my zipper down. I felt Max's presence at the door as I was taking a leak and smiled. Good thing I had my back to her. Wouldn't want to embarrass her too much. Judging by how quickly she left my guess is she was pretty embarassed.
I found her sitting on the floor outside and sat with her.
"You can get in your bath now sweetie." I told her. Sweetie? Where did that come from? She stood up and headed for the bathroom. Hope she wasn't going to kill me for that.
"I didn't mean to, you know." She said before she closed the door. I could sense her embarassment and told her not to worry about it. I bit down on my lip as she closed the door and laid on the bed, stretching out my wings. The thought of Max taking off her clothes right about now sent a shiver down my spine. I flicked on the T.V to distract me from my thoughts and saw Lee Evans playing live in Scotland. The programme lasted for an hour and then a Jackie Chan movie came on and I sat through the movie until the end. I better check on Max. She's been in there for nearly 3 hours.
I knocked on the door twice but she didn't answer. Maybe she was asleep. What if she had fallen asleep and drowned in the water? I tried the door knob and slowly opened the door calling her name. She still didn't answer so I pushed open the door wider and saw her asleep in the bath tub. At least she was still alive. She opened her eyes and glared at me standing over her.
"I'm sorry, I came to check to see if you hadn't drowned." I smiled.
"Oh." Was all she replied and I turned and closed the door behind me. Well that was kinda awkward.
I laid back on the bed taking a bite out of an apple from the fruit basket. Max came out wearing a white bathrobe and I stopped biting the apple and looked at her. I admired how beautiful she looked in the low light and didn't realise the applejuice dripping down my chin.
"You've got some apple juice dripping down your chin." She said trying to surpress a laugh. I quickly wiped it off and sat up. She crawled on the bed and laid next to me and my heart skipped a beat when her leg brushed mine.
I cleared my throat and tuned off the T.V. She looked over at me and I couldn't stop staring into her eyes. I wanted to grab hold of her and pull the robe off her body and kiss every part of her. Without realising I started to bite my lower lip when a smile spread across her face.
I wanted to kiss her so badly. I wanted her to let me kiss her. I hoped she would kiss me. Maybe if I look at her long enough she might kiss me. Or she might think I'm a plonker.
"Is there something you wish to say?" She asked me looking at me biting my lip.
"Oh, no nothing." I shook my head and bit down on my tongue to stop myself from biting my lip. I let out a quick sigh and flug my arm closest to her on her side.
"So darling...?" I teased resting my head back meeting her gaze.
"Darling?" She said smiling.
"Yeah. Well, we are married now, remember?" I winked at her and she laughed.
"Of course how could I forget." She smiled putting her head on my shoulder. I stroked her damp hair away from her face and run my fingers over her soft skin. She looked up at me and I brought my eyes back to meet hers. I leaned down and pressed my lips firmly to hers, inhaling her gorgeous scent from her bath. She allowed me to kiss her and as the seconds went by, I ran my tongue over her bottom lip and she then allowed me entrance in which she ran her tongue over my lips.
I shuffled over so I was leaning over her and with one arm I held above her head and another by her side propping myself up. I would occasionally stroke her face with my free left hand and run it down her side, feeling the silken robe beneath my fingers.
I felt her hands move up and over my naked torso and wished I could do the same to her. Wrapping her arms around my neck she pulled me in closer to her and I hesitantly pressed my body against hers. Max pulled on my hips to bring me down but I knew as soon as she did I would press into her too hard like last time and she would end up breaking off the kiss. Her bath robe was thin and she would easily feel my erection through it. I blushed as she pulled me down and she stopped kissing and looked at me. I looked back at her almost breathless and embarrassed. I was expecting a 'what the heck' or even a slap but I didn't get niether as she pulled me back into a kiss, holding my naked sides. I took her left side in my hand and kissed her back hard, lowering my groin even more and gently pushing myself against her. She let out a low groaning sound as I did so and I began to wonder how far she would let me go this time.
Suddenly a knock on the door made us both jump off the bed like children being caught doing something they shouldn't have. It was the room service lady.
I opened the door and a woman stood holding towels and god knows else what. When she saw me with no shirt on hse dropped the towels and started stuttering and giggling like a little girl with a school crush. At least I hope it was because I had my shirt off.
She handed over a pile of things and quickly left looking back at me giggling. I felt rather embarrassed and looked back at Max blushing.
"Oh dear that was bad." I said covering my parts with my hands. She laughed and fiddled with the robe pockets. She glanced up at me and began searching me, checking me out like the miad had just done.
"You can move your hands away now, if you like." Max told me and I smiled like a fool, unable to process that Max had just said this. I moved my hands away and put them behind my back grinning uncontrolably.
"So ermm... you like the room?"I asked not sure what to say.
"Its really nice. The bath really helped." She said hugging me around the waist.
"Mmmphh touch me." I whispered in her ear and she looked up at me. I wondered if she could see the hunger in my eyes. How much I wanted her.
"What did you say?" She asked with her hands on my chest.
"Lower." I whispered again in a raspy tone. She looked at me for a few seconds then looked down and back up at me again. I saw the hint of a blush spread across her cheeks. Using both of my hands I pushed hers downwards till they reached the top of my jeans. She hooked her fingers in my boxers and I leaned down to kiss her. I felt her fingers moving on my belt and she moved herhands over to the top of my erection and stopped. My heart beat quickened and my breathing became shallow. She noticed and stopped kissing me. I tried to lean in for more but she dodged my kiss and I looked into her eyes as though it would help me to know what she was thinking at that very moment. I think she was asking herself how far she should go with me tonight. I felt that she wanted to touch me but at the saem time, everything she's been through...
"You know its okay if you don't wanna do anything with me, other than kiss I mean. I can understand that." I said stroking her cheek.
"I know..It's just I'm a little confused right now. I'm wondering if Fang will ever come back. When we meet again, will he want to come back?" Max pondered fiddling with her sleeve.
"I know. But you saw him. He seemed happy. He wanted to be here. With her..." Max looked up at me and tears started to form in her eyes. I wish I could give that bastard a peice of my mind for what he did to her.
I kissed Max on top of the head and she wrapped her arms around me once more. I sat her on the edge of the bed and her head was just about in line with my.. well you know..
She reached out and touched me quickly, brushing my erection and flopped her hand back down in her lap. What was that supposed to mean? She wanted me but didn't?
I reached for my belt and began to take off my jeans. Once they were off I quicky jumped into bed and watched as Max turned and looked at me with a 'what are you doing' expression.
"Did you want me to sleep on the floor?" I asked with my arms folded behind my head.
"No. Its okay." She replied getting into bed next to me. I hoped she would take off the robe. But she didn't. Although when I turned my back she cuddled up close to me. Something she had never done before. I was going to be brave and risk a slap.
"When I wake up in the morning, that robe better be back on that door." I said sticking out my tongue at her. Max smiled her beautiful smile and hit me in the side. I kissed her again and she snuggled against my chest. I would have quickly drifted off to sleep if she hadn't of brushed my thigh with her hand. My eyes snapped open and I sw Max looking up at me. That girl will make her mind up what she wants to do.
I stupidly lifted up the covers to see where her hands were but instead of seeing her hands we both caught a glimpse of something else...
I immediately dropped the covers and blushed. Max kissed my arm and smiled. She then placed her hand on my thigh and closed her eyes.
You can guess what I dreamed about that night....