Second Of Many

It had been a long night in heels that was why when the last important guest was out the door, she immediately took off the shoes she was wearing. On the cold floor, her toes and soles seemed to thank her. 

She straightened up and Qing Chen was already there beside her, producing a pair of hotel slippers. "You shouldn't make a habit with this," he said with a smile.

"Aw," she said in awe. "You came prepared."

"I saw this coming," he answered and helped her slip them on. "We're going somewhere."

"Oh!" she said, feeling excited. "I still have to say good bye to them."

"Don't worry, I said bye for you. We're leaving now." He clutched on her elbow and they exited.

"Wait," she laughed. "Are you sure? Where are we going?"

He took off his coat and helped her in it. "We're going to fight that cold you're about to have. But first, you have to brace for this."

"Brace for what?"