He couldn't remember what he was doing in the hotel that night. Perhaps closing in on a deal, meeting with a woman, or just about for a leisurely outing, but he simply couldn't forget the image of her as she walked through those doors, unknowing, or perhaps, knowing her.. uncaring of the attention her presence commanded.
She wore a red dress. Simple in its cut but elegant in its execution, hugging her ample curves in a way that was both sophisticating and provocative with a daring slit that exposed a smooth tanned leg. A clothing far more luxuriant than befitting for the relatively relaxed environment.
He hadn't intended to approach that night. He never did. She was just a curiosity that hadn't grown enough for him to personally seek her out. But something was different about her that n
