Chapter 7

Do Not Disturb

Elizabeth rummaged through her drawers, still unsure on what Anna's exact plan was, but was certain she wasn't going to like it. Yet Anna's plan didn't consume her thoughts as much as making amends with Will. She had acted like a spoiled child. Whining, complaining, all she didn't do was stomp her feet. When she walked away from him, she saw how upset he was, yet she did not care. She was so consumed in how she felt, she completely ignored the countless things he does for her everyday to show her how much he loved her. Loved…what if he decided she wasn't worth the work. Anna had made it abundantly clear that his life right now was absolute chaos, and did she not just show him how ungrateful she was, how she didn't approve of the sport he was playing long before he met her? What if Will would tell her to quit painting? That was what bothered her most; Will would never ask that of her, he knew how much it meant to her. Elizabeth felt herself getting upset again, and stopped digging through her undergarment drawer for one moment.

"Get a grip!" She said aloud…to no one but herself. "You just have to go find him and do what ever it takes to get him back." Somehow hearing it aloud didn't make her feel any better, in fact it made her feel tremendously worse. Had she really lost him, did they really break up? How the whole situation played out was kind of foggy, she really didn't remember what was said. All she saw clearly was the look on his face as she walked away, those eyes…heartbreaking. Elizabeth's phone rang and brought her back to the present,

"Hello?" Elizabeth tried to answer confidently but her voice was shaky and you could easily her despair.

"Are you still crying? Get a grip!" Anna replied on the other line. Elizabeth couldn't help but slightly smile,
"I just told myself the same thing!"

"Good are you ready to go?"

"Anna I have no clue what we are doing or where we are going, I have no clue what you want me to wear!"

"Clothes Elizabeth, wear clothes." Anna smiled, she could practically see Elizabeth rolling her eyes.

"Anna, I don't want to beg Will for forgiveness looking like a frumpled mess!"

"Liz, we will take care of your wardrobe later, is you hair up off your shoulders?" Elizabeth put her phone down and quickly twisted her hair up into a messy bun on top of her head.

"Yes," she replied with exasperation.

"Good, and your not wearing old bittie undies are you?" Anna continued as they pulled onto Elizabeth's street.

"Yes, please do tell me all about what panties you are wearing!" Jack said aloud, Elizabeth actually heard Anna punch him in the shoulder.

"What difference does it make?" Elizabeth asked.

"So your going to apologize, give him a hug and leave?" Anna smiled, as she thought of her next statement, "what if he needs some convincing?"

"I need some convincing!" Jack once again blurted out aloud. Elizabeth had understood what she meant on her first comment, and was already digging madly though her drawer until she found the garments she was looking for. She had been saving them for Will's birthday, but considered this an emergency which trumped all prior plans. She quickly changed into them, and then threw on a pair of jeans and a tee. Eying Will's hooded sweatshirt he had left on the floor that morning, she grabbed it and pulled it over her tee. She was engulfed in the smell of Will as she placed it over her head. Strangely this made her feel slightly better as she grabbed her purse and headed out the door. She saw Jack's car in the street and walked out to meet them. As she slid in the back seat she could read Jack's mind.

"They are lacey and black Jack." She replied to his unstated thought as she buckled her seat belt. Jack looked to Anna, who started to laugh.

"I didn't say a word." He clarified.

"You didn't have to," Anna smiled as she leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek, "you can't hide who you are…pirate."

"Ah but I never hear you complain about the legendary Jack Sparrow." He boasted. Anna just shook her head and laughed. Elizabeth never really understood Jack and Anna's obsession with pirates, but she knew the both of them well enough to know they were borderline obsessed. When she had first met Anna, she was actually at New York fashion week with her father, and Anna was modeling for BCBG. After the show Elizabeth ran into her on the way out of the building, literally. She was talking to her father, not watching where she was going, and ran right into Anna who was trying to hail a cab. She ran into her hard enough that Anna actually fell into the street and almost got ran over by said cab. Elizabeth and her father felt so terribly that they offered Anna a ride home in their town car. Anna agreed, and it was on the ride to Anna's apartment that Elizabeth found out Anna and her were going to be attending the same college. They stayed in touch over the next few months and soon became good friends. When Elizabeth got into town before school started, the first thing she did was go visit Anna. Anna, was a fashion design major, and had her own apartment a few blocks from Elizabeth's. When Elizabeth first walked into Anna's place, she felt like she had walked onto a movie set. All of her furniture was dark cherry wood and a giant skull and cross sword flag hung above her couch. Anna had all the modern touches, paper lamps from Crate and Barrel, and various paintings on the walls. All the paintings had something related to the sea on it. A giant painting of a ship hung above her bed, the ship looked haunting and old. Elizabeth had asked Anna about the painting and she had told her it was of a ship called the "Flying Dutchman." For some reason, even looking at the painting made Elizabeth feel anxious. Anna had various antiques spread across her shelves and tables. These antiques included old telescopes, spectacles, and jars. Her small library was littered with books of various maps and sea lore. It was only befitting that she met Jack.

"Ok Liz we are here." Anna's voice interrupted her thoughts. Elizabeth looked at the building in front of them. Across the sign on the front read "Uniform Surplus."

"Anna, what are we doing here?" Elizabeth questioned with concern.

"Liz, you want to see Will…"

"Because God forbid you don't see him for two days," Jack interrupted sarcastically. Anna elbowed Jack and continued,

"So you are going to have to get into the hotel. With security as tight as it is, there is no way you are going to be able to parade in wearing your street clothes and ask to speak to Will. You would be escorted out before you could blink."

"You want me to sneak in as a hotel employee?" Elizabeth caught on.

"Not just any employee, a maid." Anna replied.

"Why a maid, why not a clerk or something?"

"Because, as a maid you will have access to his room."

"I don't even have a name tag, how am I supposed to get a key to his room."

"Liz, this supply store has everything that you need in it, including name tags. We'll talk details later." Anna opened the car door and Elizabeth followed. Walking into the uniform store Anna walked straight up to the main counter. The lady, who was typing something on the computer, looked up at her.

"Afternoon, Ms. Scarlet" Anna read her name badge, "my friend recently has been employed by the Hyatt Lakeside and needs a uniform and identification please." Ms. Scarlet started to type the information into the computer.

"What position did she obtain?" Ms. Scarlet asked.

"She is a maid." Anna replied. The lady looked at Elizabeth from her head to her toes. Elizabeth instantly kicked herself for wearing designer jeans, and her new Puma training shoes.

"A maid?" Ms. Scarlet asked skeptically.

"I need very specific hours and some extra cash." Elizabeth replied confidently. Ms. Scarlet rolled her eyes and led them to the back of the store. She quickly measured around Elizabeth's chest and waist then pulled out the appropriate size uniform. Both Elizabeth and Anna grimaced at the same time. The uniform was a grey polyester dress with a white collar and small brass buttons from the collar to the knees for closure. The cut was straight with no form, and the dress ended at the knees. The lady then handed Elizabeth a pair of socks and white tennis shoes.

"I can't wear my own shoes?" Elizabeth questioned with disappointment.

"Everyone must be uniform, thus the purpose of the clothes." Ms. Scarlet replied sardonically. Elizabeth went to the dressing room and tried on the clothes. When she came out Anna had to place a hand over her mouth to prevent from laughing.

"Anna!" Elizabeth replied, quickly smiling at Ms. Scarlet who was still eyeing them with disbelief.

"My name badge?" Elizabeth inquired sweetly.

"What is your name again?" asked an irritated Ms. Scarlet.

"Elizabeth." Ms. Scarlet walked away leaving Anna and Elizabeth to themselves.

"Anna this will never work for the kind of apology I had in mind." Elizabeth scowled.

"Liz it's what's underneath that counts… and I know you are dressed appropriately for that."

"I look like I'm wearing a tent, an itchy tent at that." Elizabeth started to pull at the sides of her dress, and then glanced down at the shoes and anklets in disgust. Suddenly Ms. Scarlet appeared with her name tag. Elizabeth took it from her and read it aloud.

"Elizabeet." Both she and Anna looked at Ms. Scarlet who was smiling vindictively.

"Oh, I'm sorry did I spell it wrong. Unfortunately you will have to buy another; we don't have return policies for mistakes."

"Mistake, it wasn't my mistake." Elizabeth cried. Anna just grabbed her arm and guided to the cash register.

"It's fine, we will take it as it is." She replied to Ms. Scarlet who rang them up.

"Aren't you going to change before you leave?" Ms. Scarlet questioned.

"No she's going straight to work, we are going to be late as it is." Anna replied forcefully as she grabbed Elizabeth's arm again and took her back out to the car.

"Do you believe the nerve of her!" Elizabeth exclaimed as she climbed into the car. Jack turned back to look at her,

"It you were going for the naughty maid look, you got it all wrong." Anna rolled her eyes and fastened her seat belt as Jack pulled out of the store.

"How did you know they were at the Hyatt?" questioned Elizabeth.

"She didn't," replied Jack, "The team is practicing a new entrance and wanted me to practice it with them." Elizabeth smiled,

"Thank you Jack."

"Don't be thanking me, just allow that boy to come out with the men every once and awhile. Spending too much time with females…isn't healthy." Elizabeth smiled,

"Agreed." She quickly rearranged her hair up into a loose bun, and placed on her name tag.


Once they pulled into the hotel, Elizabeth's heart started to race.

"Anna, I don't know about this, what if the hotel recognizes that I don't work there."

"They won't." Anna simply replied as she turned to face her. "When you get into the hotel the first thing you do is pick a floor and go find another maid. Ask her for some bath towels off her cart; say that you are out on yours. Then walk down to the front desk and ask for a key to William Turner's room. Say he stopped you in the hall and asked you for more towels."

"Don't maids have a master key or something?"

"I don't know, but if they ask why you can't get in, just state you were at the end of your shift when he stopped you, and had already locked up your cart." Elizabeth nodded.

"You have put a lot of thought into this." She smiled at Anna.

"Well someone has to." Anna replied, "Now get going, Jack and I will wait outside for awhile in case things don't work out."

"What if things don't work out?" Elizabeth tensed.

"We'll worry about that when it happens, now get going, the team will be done with afternoon practice any moment." Elizabeth exited the car and nervously walked into the hotel. Once in she made eye contact with no one and immediately went to the elevators. She quickly entered the elevator, hit the third floor, and right before the door closed the assistant football coach hopped in. Elizabeth mentally panicked, and stared at the floor. She could see that the assistant coach was practically staring at her. She only hoped he didn't remember her from the previous time he saw her in an elevator. The moment the doors opened on the third floor she raced out and ducked behind the first corner. She tried to slow her breath, and once she heard the elevator doors close again she stepped out back into the main hallway. There were no maids in sight. As she turned back towards the elevators, wondering how many floors she would have to go to, she noted a door that read "Maintenance" on it. She walked up to the door mentally scorning herself for being so optimistic. As if the door was really going to be unlocked, as she placed her hand on the doorknob and turned,

"Locked," she said to herself…that is until the door opened. Elizabeth couldn't believe her luck. Inside the small room was a single maid cart. She quickly shut the door behind her, leaving it slightly ajar, it case her luck would run out. Searching the cart she found her prize. Inside a box on the cart was a swipe card. Elizabeth could only guess that this card was the master card. She grabbed some towels and walked back out of the room, closing the door behind her. Mission one, success, now how to find Will's room? She went to the end table in the hall way by the elevator and picked up the house phone. She pressed the operator, who quickly answered.

"Operator, yes, I'm a maid currently on the third floor, and a man named William Turner stopped me and asked for some towels. May you please tell me which room he is in so I may deliver them?" She asked in her sweetest voice. There was a brief pause.

"There is no one in this hotel with that name madam." Elizabeth paused, unsure what to do next.
"Was this man wearing a football jersey?" The operator asked a moment later.

"Yes!" Elizabeth exclaimed, a little too excited. There was a pause on the phone again.

"What number was on the jersey madam?" The operator questioned.

"Number 14," replied Elizabeth, "why do you ask?"

"There is a football team staying at the hotel through the weekend, but their rooms were not booked by their names but by their jersey numbers."

"Of course," Elizabeth thought to herself. That way if someone called asking for a player, the hotel could honestly answer that no one under that name was staying there.

"He is in room number 711." The operator responded.

"Thank you," replied Elizabeth as she headed back towards the elevator. Noting the stairwell to the left, she decided to avoid the elevators, just in case history would repeat itself.


As Elizabeth merged onto the seventh floor, she was out of breath and made a decision to walk to classes from now on instead of taking the bus. As she walked down the hall the elevator doors opened and a mass of football players emerged. They were incredibly loud, and although she didn't turn to face them, it sounded like the entire team was quickly gaining on her. Terror washed over Elizabeth as she picked up her pace heading down the hall, she then heard one of the players yell at her,

"Hey Ms. Maid, turn that cute thing around so we can see you!" Elizabeth had no clue who yelled at her, but she could hear some laughs behind her at the comment and quickly ducked into an adjoining hall way. She then saw another stair well and quickly ran in, closing the door behind her. With her back to the door she heard, rather than watched, the players go by. As she peered through the small window on the door, another player popped around the corner. It was Will. Elizabeth gasped and quickly ducked out of view, praying she had not been spotted.

"Hey Will!" She heard through the door, the voices sounding like they were right outside. "Do you want me to wait for you to go down for dinner?"

"No, I'm not hungry, you go ahead." She heard Will reply.

"Gotta eat man." The other player replied.

"I will." was the only words Will said. Then there was silence. Elizabeth remained in the stairwell for what seemed like forever, still frightened that someone would still be around and recognize her. After a few more moments of silence, she made her exit. The hallway was empty. Her heart was racing. Even though she had breezed through hotel security and had easy access to Will's room, she still had to talk to him. The way Will sounded through the door was concerning. He sounded despondent, and irritated. What if he didn't want to see her, and here she prances into his room expecting forgiveness? Elizabeth took a deep breath in, and cleared her head. It was her actions that got her into this mess, and if it took graveling and begging she was going to get Will back. She walked down the hall, counting the numbers as she walked pass, 708,709, 710…711. She stood in front of the door; trying to calm her racing heart to no avail. Her insides were twisting as she held an ear to the door. She then heard the door knob, and quickly raced away from the door. She went two doors down, quickly busying herself with the towels in her arms, with her back towards Will's room.

"Will, are you sure you don't want to go down to dinner?" Questioned the man exiting the room.

"Yea, I need a nap." She heard him reply. Still messing with the towels, she heard the other player shut the door and walk down the hall.

"Madame?" he heard him ask.

"Shit," she said inwardly as she turned to face him, trying not to look him in the eyes.

"We could use some more towels too please." Elizabeth nodded, and the player turned into the other hallway heading for the elevators. Elizabeth let out the breath she was holding, and chuckled out of the irony. Feeling a bit more confident she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Room service" she said aloud, and then quickly regretting her words, he hadn't ordered room service.

"Maid service," she quickly corrected herself, still wondering if she used the right words. There was no reply, she knocked again.

"Maid service!" She stated a bit louder. Still no reply…she then placed her key card into the slot a saw the small green light flash. She quietly opened the door, and peered down the small hall way which lead into the main room. All she could see was the dresser, table, and TV. The beds were around the corner, out of sight.

"Maid service," she stated again as she slowly walked down the hall way, depositing the towels on the bathroom counter as she walked by. Still no response…she paused before she walked into the main room. Taking a deep breath, she turned the corner. Her breath caught in her throat and she gasped. There were two queen beds, and she was standing at the foot of Will's. She knew this because he was laying in the bed right in front of her. Her hand quickly raised to her mouth as the emotions of earlier in the day flooded her. Will was completely unaware of her presence. His eyes were shut and he was plugged into his ipod, which apparently he had set with the volume on high. His brow was creased, and his breathing seemed uneven. He was upset. Elizabeth didn't know what to do…she should leave. There was no point in upsetting Will more, and right before a game. She slowly turned and looked back at the door, inwardly wagging a war on whether to stay or go.

"Can I help you?" She heard a small voice come from behind her. She swallowed hard, and slowly turned to face him. As she looked him in the eyes, she could literally see him slowly recognize who she was.

"Elizabeth," he whispered, as he started to sit up. Elizabeth immediately went into her defense,

"Will, I am so sorry-I was being incredibly selfish, and unfair-you do so much for me, and I took it for granted- I know I don't deserve you but I love you and I…." Suddenly his arms were around her and he was rocking her back and forth in his arms. His face nuzzled into the crook of her neck.

"Will I don't want to lose you… ever." She whispered, as she embraced him back. He slowly pulled away and looked her in the eyes,

"Who said you ever lost me?" He questioned, his dark brown eyes staring intently into hers.

"I just thought," she started but didn't finish. His lips were upon hers; with such intensity that Elizabeth had to take a step back for balance. She wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening the kiss and entangling her fingers in his hair. As his hands lowered on her back, feeing the scratchy material, he couldn't help but smile.

"Liz, what are you wearing?" He jested as he slowly pulled back. She looked down at her attire with frustration.

"It was Anna's idea." She softly replied, looking back up at him, with concern once again filling her eyes.

"Will, I don't want to break up." She whispered, "I love you so much." He saw the look of despair in her eyes, which mirrored his own not but a few hours ago, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Good because I don't either." He rubbed his strong hands up and down her back, holding her tightly to him. He inched closer to her face, lightly brushing his lips against hers.

"Liz, I want to marry you." He stated it more in a command than a question. He looked into her eyes and saw nothing but absolute adoration.

"I do." She replied then quickly claimed his lips. She gently pushed against him, backing him up till the back of his knees hit the bed. Pushing him down into a sitting position, she sat on top of him, with each knee on either side of him. His hands rubbed up and down her thighs, until they went up and gently cupped her tush, pulling her flush against him. She then pulled back and started to unbutton the uniform, starting at the top and slowly working down. Will's eyes watched closely as each button revealed a bit more of her skin. Once her navel was visible his hands moved from her tush to the remaining buttons. As the dress draped open, he took his hands and ran them up her abdomen, removing the dress until she finally shrugged it from her shoulders. Will's eyes drank in her appearance, straddling him on her knees wearing a black translucent bra with matching panties. The fact that he could see through the thin silky material of her undergarments just added to his desire to remove them. Elizabeth placed her hand on his chin and tipped his head up to meet her eyes. He gave her a loop sided grin, as his eyes automatically returned to her chest, his fingers outlining the waist line of her knickers.

"These are new." He replied tentatively.

"I wanted to apologize." He took his hands and moved them up to the back clasp of her bra, quickly releasing it and then sliding it from her shoulders. Pulling her down into a fervent kiss,

"You should apologize more often." He replied in her ear as he nibbled kisses from her ear down her neck line. Elizabeth's hands were at the hem of his shirt, and in one motion pulled it up over his head.

"I love you Will." She murmured as he pulled her bare chest against his and rubbed his hands up and down her side, grazing the sides of her chest with each motion.

"Elizabeth," he whispered as his mouth trailed down from her neck to lavish her chest. Elizabeth was up in the clouds, she didn't even notice Will remove her remaining clothing as he slid a hand between her thighs. Suddenly she was lying on the bed and Will was atop her. She moved her legs up and pushed down his gym pants. She let out a small gasp as he nibbled down her stomach. They were so immersed in each other neither heard the room door open.

Eric walked in the room and immediately noticed the maid uniform and shoes on the floor. As he walked a few steps further he could hear the soft mews coming from the woman on the bed, and saw Will's backside as he devoured her lower half. Eric's mind told him to leave, but the lower half of his mind begged him to stay. He quietly walked out of the room, and headed back towards the dinning area. A group of defensive linemen were sitting at a table when Eric came up next to them and grabbed a seat.

"You guys won't believe what Will is doing up stairs." He smiled as he picked up a roll off Joseph's plate.

"What, yankin off?" Joseph asked with humor.

"No he is taggin a maid." Eric replied as he took a large bite from the roll. Jeremy looked up from his plate,

"He's what!" Jeremy exclaimed.

"You heard me, he was in such a piss off mood earlier today, and he is takin it out on some maid." Two other defensive linemen gave each other high fives.

"Good for him, he needs to work some stress off." One of them yelled out.

Jeremy just took another drink from his Gatorade bottle, and inwardly smiled. This was his opportunity to get Elizabeth; she would never forgive Will for cheating on her. Now he could play the good friend card, snitch on Will, and then gladly give Elizabeth a shoulder to cry on.

"I call dibbs on Will's girl!" Joseph blurted out, "she has got a bangin body!" Jeremy suddenly stood from his seat, and grabbed Joseph by the shirt yanking him up.

"If you lay one hand on Elizabeth you will be eating all of your meals through a straw!" Eric quickly grabbed Jeremy,

"Chill man, nobody's' going to squeal on Will." Eric soothed, as he assisted Jeremy in sitting back down.

"Yea, chill out!" Exclaimed Joseph, "that girl wouldn't believe it anyway." Shaken, Joseph grabbed his sweatshirt and headed back up towards his room. A thought suddenly dawned on Jeremy, Joseph was right, Elizabeth would never believe him. He would have to obtain proof…but how? He quickly dug through his gym bag and produced a camera.

"Hey boys do you wanna have a little fun?" Jeremy smiled as he displayed the camera.

"Man we can't do that to Will!" Eric replied, the other men at the table thought something different.

"Eric it would be hilarious! Will would be flippin, it would be the perfect prank!" Another lineman replied.

"I don't know," Eric continued, "he would kill us."

"Will deserves it, he hasn't been pranked yet!" This was true, team pranks were common, and Will was one of the only members yet to be the recipient.

"Ok, one picture! But if we get caught it wasn't my idea!" The whole table cheered and stood up.

"No way, only one of us can go!" Exclaimed Jeremy, "If we all walk in there he will hear us for sure." The look of disappointment shown on all their faces.

"He has a point man, give me the camera!" Eric reached for the camera.

"My camera, my prank." Replied Jeremy, as he grabbed the key card from Eric's shirt pocket.

"Better you than me getting caught!" Eric smiled, as he sat back down with the rest of the linemen.

"Get a good shot!" Someone yelled as Jeremy walked away.

"Don't worry, it will be worth it!" Jeremy smiled as he headed for the elevator.


Elizabeth's tush was practically sitting on the headboard of the bed as Will had her back up against the wall. The two were in ecstasy, unable to get enough of each other. As Jeremy quietly entered the room he could hear the ragged breathing of the pair. He noted the maid's uniform, shoes, and undergarments tossed on the floor in the main room. The mere thought of Will hurting Elizabeth made his blood boil. Elizabeth deserved better than this, she deserved a man like himself. He was warm, caring, and willing to do anything to please her. He was doing her a huge favor by catching Will in the act. He heard the woman softly moan, and Will gasp. The head board then started to softly bang against the back wall.

"What in the hell is he doing?" Jeremy asked as he raised the camera, and peeked around the corner. What he saw through the lens almost made him drop the camera. Will had the maid pinned against the wall above the bed. His back was to Jeremy and the woman had her head buried in Will's shoulder. All he could see of her was her tangled hair tied up in a messy bun. Jeremy quickly turned off the flash, and took the shot. He quickly ducked behind the corner again, his heart racing. Just hearing the two made his mind race, and his blood rush to his groin. He quickly checked the picture, disappointed that you couldn't see much of the girl, but could clearly see all of Will's backside. He then heard the girl moan loudly, and waited a few more minutes, enjoying the moment between the two. After he heard Will stifle a moan he quickly took his exit. He quickly sidetracked to his room and down loaded the picture on his laptop. Then he headed back downstairs to the table, where all of the line was greatly anticipating his return.


Will gently rubbed Elizabeth's side as she lay nestled in his arms. Her arms were wrapped tightly around him, with her face buried in his shoulder.

"You know I meant it." He softly voiced into her ear. She turned to look up at him, giving him a soft kiss before replying.

"Meant what?"

"When I said I wanted to marry you." His deep brown eyes searching hers for any signs of doubt. She smiled reassuringly,

"I know. I don't know what came over me today. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I just panicked when I thought you didn't feel the same."

"But when?" Will questioned, rolling on his back.

"When what?" He took a deep breath in,
"Liz, when I thought I might have lost you today my whole life crumbled before me. I can't imagine my future without you. Maybe…I don't know."

"Maybe what?" Elizabeth questioned, trying to hide the excitement in her voice. Will turned to her, a look of determination in his eyes,

"Liz, why don't we get married?"

"Today?" She jested.

"No, after school finishes of course, but why not get engaged sooner?"

"Will Turner are you proposing to me?" She questioned with a serious tone. Will looked at her,

"Liz, this is not the way I planned to propose to you, but I just would like you to be open to the idea of talking about it." He turned his head away from her momentarily, trying to collect his thoughts. She gently took a hand and brought his gaze back to hers,

"Will if you asked me today, I would say yes. No matter how long or how brief you want to wait, my answer will always be yes." Will pulled her atop of him, passionately kissing her.

"Well, that is good to know Ms. Swan." She smiled ear to ear,

"I will be waiting with bells on Mr. Turner," lowering her head to return his kiss. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

"Will man can I come in!" Eric shouted. Elizabeth practically jumped off Will, quickly scurrying for her clothes.

"Just a moment Eric!" Will yelled as he ran to block the door, admiring Elizabeth as she quickly dressed. She tossed him his gym shorts, and he put them on while pulling his shirt over his head. Elizabeth nodded her head, and looked to the floor as Will opened the door.

"Thank you so much for the massage Ms.!" Will exclaimed as Elizabeth walked past him, eyes glued to the floor, and quickly dodged around Eric heading for the stair well.

"A massage eh?" Eric smiled as he walked into the room. "What did that cost you?" He further questioned.

"It was a free service of the hotel!" Will nervously replied as he searched for his shoes.

"Do you think I could get one?" Eric asked with all seriousness.

"Uh, I think she was leaving for the day."

"Too bad, I could really use her to work on some of my stiff muscles." Eric jested, elbowing Will in the side gently. Will looked at him with utter confusion,

"Yea," he replied, with an eyebrow raised, "I feel a million times better already." A large smiled spread across Eric's face as Will quickly left the room.

"I bet you do!" Eric chuckled as he headed for the shower.


It is said that a picture is worth a thousand words-I guess Jeremy will find out : ) Hope you enjoyed the update-special thanks to all my regular reviewers, I always look forward to hear your thoughts : )