Perfect Strangers

10 • Almost Doesn't Count

Hotel

Staying in this hotel for the past three days had been relaxing. Byron respects me when I am in the space showering, or changing. He continued to get food for Coco and Ice.

Byron is extremely sweet, but fuck. I figured today I should finally go home. I should get a doorbell camera.

I let the hot water run over me in the shower, taking my time. I have a wax appointment later, and two shoots coming up this week. My schedule should be the only thing on my mind right now. It’s not.

I have to be honest I cannot stop thinking about Byron. My brain will not let me, no matter how hard I try.

Our hands brush in the bed, I know he isn't intrested in me. He doesn't push up on me, how men do.

There is something about him and he's in that situation with that God forsaken women, beating on him.

I don’t get it. I don’t know how he does it.

Or maybe the harder truth is, I don’t know why I care so much.

I finally turned the water off and Coco and Ice stayed cuddled by the door. I stepped out and the bathroom door opened.

"Oh, shit," Byron said holding himself.

He turned around and shut the door. I hurried to grab a towel, wrapping it around myself and exited the bathroom.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't see any of your things when I came in."

"No worries, I cleaned up." I pointed to my bags underneath the velvet couch.

Coco and Ice went right to the bed, trying to jump on.

"Go pee," I said to him and he nodded, sped walking past me.

I quickly dried off and got dressed.

My phone started ringing, when I picked it up it was David.

"Hello?" I said.

"It's eight p.m., I am at your house you are not," he said.

"Excuse you?" I said.

"Where are you?"

"I am out, David. Where have you been for five days?"

"I had an emergency, I apologize. I am to surprise you, take you to dinner," he said changing his tone.

"Fine, I will be home in a few," I said.