Max, Jenson, and Maya's new security team pull up just after us. You’d think they’d won the lottery with the smiles on their faces. The team seems to be a close-knit bunch, joking playfully amongst themselves most of the time. Apparently, they’re old friends of Jenson’s from back in the day. I don’t know much about Jenson, other than he used to work away a lot, but surely it’s something to do with what these guys are doing now.
“Honey, we’re home,” Max calls as he barges through the front door. Probably warning Maya and Tommy that we’re here and to put their clothes back on.
The second I step inside, my mouth drops open. I thought the outside was nice, but it’s nothing compared to in here. How much have they spent on this place? It has a similar vibe to Max’s apartment, with all neutral tones but the odd splash of colour to liven the place up a little. It’s exactly how I would have decorated it.
“Since Tommy has buggered off, I’ll show you all to where you are staying,” Max announces, and we all follow along after him.
He points to doors, directing everyone where to go. Everyone except for me, that is. Once they’re all inside andmore than likely getting their swimwear on, he takes me a little further down the hall.
“This is my room,” he says as he points to the left. “And this is yours.” He says as he signals to the door directly opposite.
He has a shit eating grin on his face as he opens the door. I take a step inside, and I can’t stop the gasp that leaves my lips. It looks like one of those extra expensive hotel rooms that you see in the movies. It’s minimal but chic at the same time.
“As soon as I knew we were coming here, I picked out which bedroom would be best for you. This is the biggest aside from mine and Tommy's, and the view outside the balcony doors is stunning. But the main reason is that it is the closest one to mine. I can’t go weeks without being near you, Sugar. Even if it’s only for a few hours. At least we can sneak around a little.” He pulls me into his chest, holding me close.
“Do you think we can do it? The thought of sleeping without you next to me is killing me. I’ve got so used to falling asleep in your arms, it will be hell knowing I can’t.” I whine.
“If I have anything to do with it, not a day will pass by without me falling asleep next to you.”
