Fourtris - A different love story **FINISHED**

Chapter 7.

Fours POV

I knock on the door. I hear whispering inside but I can't quite make out what they're saying. I hear foot steps approaching the door. Tris opens the door and my jaw drops. I've not seen her for a week and she looks grown up. I mean I know she's 21 but she looks more mature and sexy. I want her. In my bed. Now. Snap out of it Four, my conscience screams at me. She smiles at me. I finally manage to start speaking. "Hi, are you ready?" I ask.
"Yes" she replies in a soft voice. She grabs her purse and we walk to my car in silence.

When we hop in my car, there is an awkward silence. Before I can break it she asks "So where are we going?". I tap my nose and smile and carry on driving. She sighs in frustration. I don't think she likes surprises.
I'm taking her to my favourite place in Birmingham. It's a hotel, but they gave me and her a private room to eat in and they have the best food ever. It's not like I'm gonna take her to one of the rooms. Well deep down inside I'm hoping but I'm not going to force her or anything.

I pull up at the car park and I get out and walk over to the passenger side and open the door for her. She gets out and looks shocked.
"Why are we in a hotel?" She asks
"Don't worry, I'm not taking you to a room, not unless you want me to" I smirk at the last part. I continue "This is my favourite place to eat in all of Birmingham and this is the only hotel that offers a private dining room. To discuss business of course". She nods and I offer her my arm to cling on to. We walk in and are instantly approached by the manager.
"Mr. Eaton what a pleasure" he says
"Mr. Adams" I nod.
"Follow me" He instructs.
We follow him into the private dining room and I see Tris tense up next to me.

*Tris' POV*

I am in shock. He is taking me to a hotel. Let alone that. It's a five start hotel. I tense up as we sit down in the private dining room. I glance up at Four and he is staring at me. So I stare back. He is beautiful and just too sexy to be real.
"Thank you" he smirks at me. I am so confused right now.
"What?" I ask
"You thought out loud" I blush fifty shades of red.
"Sorry" I mumble
He smirks again and says it's fine.
His smirk is hot and makes me want him. I am 21. Still a virgin, having dinner with the most beautiful man I've ever seen.

I break the awkward silence.
"So what did you want to talk about"

"Oh I just wanted to see how you were really" I blush again. Seriously no one has ever made me blush this much.
"Have you settled in yet?" He continues
"Yes, me and Chris spent the whole afternoon sorting through the boxes but yes we have" I reply
"Good" is all he says. The waiter arrives with a bottle of champagne and offers it to us. As soon as he does that without a word I take a big swig of it. I really need it right now to become more confident. Four does the same. Wait he's driving. How on earth am I getting home. I decide to question it. "Should you be drinking if your driving". He smirks. "I can always ask my driver or stay the night" he says again I blush. God Tris stop with the blushing. I think to myself. After our food arrived we eat in silence.
I have quite possibly drank half of that champagne bottle. I feel a bit tipsy. But it's fine because I feel more confident.
I find myself staring at Four again. Why is he so attractive. I replay his name in my head. Four. That's not a real name. Seen as I have gained confidence I ask him. "So Four, is that your real name, Four Eaton?" He tenses up. I wonder why. "Getting a little bit more confident Miss Prior?" He asks. He says that and I get a strange tingly feeling in my stomach. Oh my goodness. I've never felt this before. I want him more now. "I was just wondering, you don't have to answer" I reply.
"No, Four isn't my real name. But I don't like to share that sort of information with my employees. Only girlfriends. Which I've never really had before" he says. What? He's never had a girlfriend? You can't be this attractive and not have a girlfriend.
"Not everyone has to have a girlfriend Tris, and thank you for the compliment". Shit. I must have thought out loud again. Damn me. "I really need to stop thinking out loud" I say blushing. Again. He just smirks.
I am by now on my 6th glass of champagne and I feel drunk. And I want him.
"So are we gonna get that room you were talking about?" Shit. Why did I say that. He smirks again. And replies. "Well, well Miss Prior. I think you had to much to drink" I blush. He doesn't want me. God I feel embarrassed now.
"Just so you know. That wasn't the alcohol talking". Proving the point that I am not drunk. Okay. Maybe a little bit.
"Very well then" he says and he takes me hand and guides me to reception.