“I know,” she finished the message and sent it, “it must have been that Bundy that did it, the last time I did that I ended up in bed with Jason and that was not going to happen,” she cast her eyes around the room.
An oversized king size bed was against one wall near a small divan by the window and drawn by the city lights outside, Lindsay walked to the window, skirting a round coffee table. She knelt on the divan and her eyes widened to take in the lights, a few moments later she felt Melina’s hands on her shoulders.
“Would you like a drink from the mini bar? Or should I order room service?”
“The mini bar,” Lindsay leaned back against her. Melina stood her ground as Lindsay’s head rested against her breasts but a few moments later she stepped back.
“I have to take a piss,” Melina murm
