Playing With Fire

8pm at the Hyatt Hotel.

Daniel made his way to the elevator, and pressed the button.

Camille was playing some kind of game with him. The last time they were together, was four years ago.

He didn't appreciate the stunt she pulled with the contract, she was so sneaky. Daniel wasn't used to being forced into doing something.

This girl was playing with fire.

He knocked on the door, placing his hands in his pockets.

"Open" called a voice from inside.

Daniel entered the suite, and saw Camille laying on the bed.

She was wearing a short, black satin dress and black heels.

He walked around the room, "Which restaurant have you reserved?" he asked.

Camille laughed and rolled over on the bed. "We will eat here. I already called room service."

Daniel sat down at the table and lit a cigarette. Camille slipped off of the bed and walked over to the mini-bar. She poured two shots, and sat down with him.

"Cheers" she gestured holding her glass.