I can feel myself getting close when my hips start to buck upward. There’s a clapping sound from the downward thrusts of his hips meeting my upward thrusts, which send him higher above me. The sound of my name is now right behind the door. And I can finally make out who it is. Rob.
I raise my hand to push Christopher off me, trying to fight back how close I am to climaxing, but it’s too late. Rob bursts in just as I explode inside of Christopher. He has a devilish grin and I turn to see Rob’s eyes darting away, unsure of where to look.
Rob has barely been able to look at me the whole drive back to the hotel.
Christopher laughed off the whole thing as Rob left us to sort ourselves out. I’m sure Rob just wants to get me in my room and then head to his own room to forget the whole thing happened.
I give a brief wave to the fans, once we pull up to the front entrance and exit the car, and then I enter the hotel behind Rob. I’m instantly hit with an eerie feeling that makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
The staff and a couple of hotel guests linger in the foyer looking at me, before turning their attention to their right when an almighty shriek sounds. Rob pushes me back, just as I hearanother shriek that could probably be heard ten blocks away. My leg catches Lucy’s, who almost stumbles to the floor before Paul manages to save her.
When I turn back, I make out Rita, storming down the stairs from the atrium toward us. She’s laser-focused, a fire in her eyes. Her blond hair is disheveled and her white blouse is completely open, exposing her bra. Her black leather skirt looks more like a belt.
“Where is he?” Her voice echoes around the foyer as I duck behind Rob.
“Take him to the elevator,” Rob says under his breath, standing firm, as the rest of us follow the local security guard.
“Alexander. Alexander.” The first is a plea, the second is outright anger.
I lift my head and instantly regret it. Her speed picks up from a stride to a jog.
“Keep your head down,” Paul says sternly, as Rob blocks her path.
I duck my head again, noticing a couple of people holding their phones up as I do.
What is she doing back here?
Is she delusional? Does she actually think we’re in a relationship?
“Alexander! Why are you ignoring me?”
“You need to step back, ma’am,” Rob says, blocking the hall down to the elevator. The local security guard frantically presses the button.
“Get your hands off me!” she screams, causing me to turn and look at her.
She claws upward at Rob’s face, her red nails landing on his cheek. Rob grabs Rita by the waist and pulls her up over his shoulder.
“Get off me. Get off me!” she screams. She starts whacking Rob’s back with her fists as he begins to walk away.
My chest tightens at the sight.
I snap my head around as the dinging sound of the elevator arriving sounds and the doors open.
Just get in. Just get inside.
I take one step forward, before I’m compelled to look back one more time.
“Alexander, don’t do this. How dare you betray me in front of all these people. After everything we’ve been through!” Her face contorts like she’s been possessed by a demon.
Paul pushes me into the elevator when my legs refuse to move, and I collapse against the wooden wall as the door closes.
What the fuck was that all about?
20.Christopher
Wednesday
The hotel lobby seems like a crime scene when I enter the hotel. There are police standing to either side, talking to hotel staff and guests. They’re taking notes in their notepads, looking at the guests’ phones.
