"Leaving already?"
The girl in his bed asked lazily at him as he was putting his pants on.
He couldn't actually see her facial features except for her silhouette, the hotel lights were dim and his eyesight isn't really working well in dim lightings.
"Yeah. I just snuck out."
She smirked. "What's new? You always do that."
"Well, if I don't, how'd you think we'd meet?" He put his shirt on, then his hat and glasses. Of course he would need a sort of costume to cover his act. And he considered this a discreet costume.
She sat up on the bed, covering her bare body with the white sheets. "I have one question before you leave, Hale." She sounded serious. And it's the first time he heard her talk like this after two years that they had this sort of...thing.
As much as he didn't really want to, the little gentleman side of him made him turn around to let her shoot the question.
"Do you know my name?" She asked, looking at him intensely. She didn't ask it in an obliging way he thought she would. It was more like she was just trying to ask him how much a pencil costs.
"Do I have to?"
And with that question, he expected her to throw a pillow at him, slap him or something far worse and would tell him off to the media. Expose his cunning way of life, his ways of winning girls over to get them to bed, his way of being an easy and playful sort of bachelor. These were the things that popped into his mind that would be shouted at him by this girl.
But instead, she smiled and shook her head. "No. I'll see you next time. I had...fun."
Well, that was easy. He thought when what he expected didn't happen. She was willing to still be with him despite that, huh. Now he was thinking that she might not be the kind of romanticist girl who would pressure someone like him to be committed to her through blackmailing. She was probably the usual loose girl who wants his face in her dreams every night.
Typical. But with his lifestyle right, a girl like her is perfect.
No strings attached. Just pure pleasure.
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RomanceIt was enough for him to have her in bed. It was enough for her to see him. He had her heart, but he didn't know/ She finally caught his, yet she wasn't able to know. She loved him for years. He fell for her in one day.
