Let's take it slowly!

She nodded timedly, her eyes still cast down at our joined hands, the weight of her gaze heavy on my skin. The elevator doors closed with a soft whoosh, the sudden silence enveloping us like a blanket.

"I came here for conferences many times," I said truthfully, the words a gentle reminder that my relationship with Priya was not the only thing I had kept from her. The elevator ascended smoothly, each floor number lighting up with a ding that seemed to punctuate the growing tension between us.

When we reached our floor, I led her down the hall, the plush carpeting muffling the sound of our footsteps. The room number loomed in front of us, a silent sentinel to the passion that awaited us inside. I slid the keycard into the lock and pushed the door open, the warmth of the room enveloping us like a lover's embrace.