The limousine stopped at the front of a luxurious hotel, and the chauffeur opened the back door of the car for us to step outside. I quickly got down and went to assist Mr Lawson in getting down. He kept his hands around my waist as he got down; his hands were warm and I wanted it to linger on my waist. He stretched out his legs from the car and leaned more on me as he stepped out. I shivered as our bodies made contact, his solid arm tightened around my waist.
My breath hitched as I found it difficult to breath due to our proximity.
I snapped out of my overwhelming sensation and went to pick up his wheelchair at the boot of his car. He sat down carefully and we started moving towards the hotel. The valet took the kegs from the chauffeur and drove the car to the hotel garage. The hoteli
