Eric's POV:
Angel has almost ripped off those files on my head until upstairs and called me names. We’re on the hallway, on to the room. She’s so calm now and has a different look at me, with a malevolent smirk.
“Baby?” She trails her finger on my cheek and on my lips, driving me crazy.
What are you doing, baby? You’re up to something… I know you by now… My love…
“I want to see a movie. Maybe at the cinema or something. Don’t you have such a thing in this hotel? We’ve never been on such a date before. Can we? I want it now, baby.” She kisses my lips, slowly.
Man! I’m dying over here! Baby!
I sigh, with her in my arms, bridal style still, in front of the room’s door.
“Now, baby? Can’t we do it later?”
Say later, baby… I fucking want you right now…