21
BLAIRE
After dinner, when Campbell invited me downstairs to hear the new song he was working on, I only hesitated for a moment. I wasn’t stupid. I knew where this was heading. I knew the consequences of where it was heading as well. And still…I said yes.
The hotel he was staying in was more like a condo. It was a two-bedroom with a full kitchen and living room. Much fancier than any hotel I’d ever stayed in.
“This is nice,” I told him, setting my purse on the coffee table.
“Yeah, I thought it’d be easier than renting a house or something since I wasn’t sure how long I’d be in town, and now, I like the ease of it.” He shrugged out of his suit coat and threw it across the back of a chair. Then, he set to rolling up the sleeves of his white button-up.
I tried not to salivate as inch
