Chapter Three
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“There you are,” Hazel said, smiling as I walked up to her and Dylan. What happened up there? You two were gone a while” she added
“Um, yes. Yes.. Th… I got a call. Caleb called me, I got carried away I'm sorry”
“Oh it's okay, I was just wondering what took so long as I didn't find either of you in lobby when I got back”
“Well, Mr Carter” she turned to Dylan, “It's been a long day, and your wife.. Oh it feels so unreal saying that” she squeaked excitedly
“Your wife, is tired sir, it's time to go” she continued standing in front of him, placing both her hands behind his back and laying her head on his chest.
And our eyes met in that moment, but I looked away from him immediately.
“Of course Mrs Carter” he said, grabbing her by the shoulder and pulling her back slightly but not completely away from him as her hands were still behind him
“I cannot wait..” He leaned forward to whisper in her ears, but right at me again before he finished his sentence
“..To do unimaginable things to you tonight my love” softly but loud enough for me to hear.
“Oh my God! Dylan” she playfully tapped him on his chest and they both laughed.
She leaned in to kiss him.
“Oh my goodness you guys, I'm literally standing right here” I said interrupting their cute moment
“What? I can't kiss my husband?”
Well Mrs Carter, we do not need to see that. Please”
We both chuckled.
Sigh “I should get going too. I am exhausted!
I haven't had any rest since I got off the flight this morning.” Phew!
“Aw Soph, and you did all that for me! You're the best sister in the world”
“Oh please” I replied jokingly
“You should leave with mom and dad so you can rest well at home”
“Oh no, I can't go home tonight. My things are still at the hotel I dropped off at this morning. I would get a cab and leave from there tomorrow”
“Don't you worry about me ma'am. I can take care of myself. You go ahead I'll wait till my ride arrives”
“Okay but hope it's not too far away though” it's getting pretty late.
“Nah not at all, it's Crest hotels, you should know it. Just about an hour or thereabout”
“You're kidding
That's where we're headed. Yay, you should ride with us”
“Right babe?” Hazel turned to Dylan
“Yes absolutely. If of course she's okay with it”
“Haha why wouldn't she be. Come on Soph” she said as we all head to the car.
The ride to the hotel was pretty smooth, Hazel and I exchanged a few conversations here and there.
Dylan in the driver seat, Hazel, the passenger princess and I, right behind the driver's seat.
And we both kept stealing glances at each other throughout the ride.
Scenes of what happened in the room kept flashing through my head and made me really horny thinking about it. Wonder if it was the same for him too
We arrived at the hotel and hazel was completely knocked out in the front seat. All that wedding preparations and ceremony had definitely worn her out.
We didn't talk much at the parking lot, she just asked for my room number in case she wanted to come check in later in the night.
We all left the parking lot together, departed at the reception and went straight to our rooms.
The minute I got to my room, I took off my clothes and my bra.. Ugh I couldn't wait to take that off all day. I could never get used to wearing one even though the size of my breasts required me to.
Flung my shoes off and just threw myself on to the bed.
Relief. That felt so good.
I took a very deep breath and just stared at the ceiling.
All my things were still unpacked just as I had left them earlier.
I wanted to get up so bad to take a shower but my body wouldn't move from there. I just laid there, exhausted but relieved
Then my mind wandered to Dylan. The thought of him made me really crazy
My p***y was starting to get moist thinking about the way he told me to shut up and choked me earlier.
My body wanted him so bad.
“What the f**k are you doing Sophie?
That's Hazel's husband
Are you stupid?” I thought to myself
I snapped myself out of the thought immediately, got up and went straight to the bathroom.
It was a quick shower. As I got out of the bathroom, I heard a knock on the door
“Who is it?” I answered standing naked, water dripping from my body onto the mat I stood on.
“Room service”
“One minute” grabbing my towel and wrapping it around my body as I walked toward the door.
I hid my body behind the door and opened it showing just my face to person outside
And there he was. Standing right outside my door pretending to be room service.
Out of reflex I immediately shut the door on seeing him and stood directly behind the door
“Dylan? What.. is he doing here?
Oh my God? Why!?”
All sort of questions ran through my head as I stood there with my eyes wide open out of shock
Then he knocked on the door a second time
“Sophie.. Please, I wanna talk”
“Talk? about what? You're supposed to be with my sister what are you doing here”
“Please” he said softly.
Like I could feel the emotion from behind the door
“Hold on a second” I replied as I ran to my box searching for what to quickly throw on.
Of course my hand landed on the skimpiest sleep wear I had in that box.
I had no time to think, I put it on, hung my towel on the bathroom door, put my box back down and went to the door.
I took a deep breath and opened the door.
He was in a grey sweat pants and a black tank top. Stood there for a second and took a good look at me from top to bottom.
I moved out of the way, he walked in and I shut the door behind him.
“And what did you want to talk to me about at this time Dylan?
It's your wedding for f***s sake?
And where the hell is Hazel? Does she know you're here” I just went on and on
Till he turned to face me,
“You..
I.. I want to talk about you,
Sophie”
“What do you mean ab.. About me?” my voice trembled
Then he began walking towards me with a look in his eyes I had not seen before.
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