MILES:
We drove to the hotel, and I maneuvered to the elevator, using my jacket to discreetly cover Meredith's face as I led the way. Punching the penthouse number into the VIP elevator to avoid running into others, Meredith began leaning against me.
“It's hot,” she cried, fanning herself with her long, slender fingers.
I briefly chuckled before regaining my composure.
Restlessly, she moved around the elevator, trying to find a cooler spot. Meredith returned to lean on my body. “Your body is cooler,” she said with satisfaction. Her proximity was tempting, but I restrained myself.
Her lips were looking up at my mouth, and I couldn't help but swallow hard. I was so tempted to kiss them but restrained myself. Finally, the elevator chimed and we got out. It was difficult walking with her
