Huntsmen

Chapter three: Is There Such Thing as Good/Bad Luck?

Haley...                        

You knew it had to be here somewhere!  

Your nice red top was nowhere in your room so you had to have dropped it coming up.. as you look under the table at the elevators you get that feeling that someone was behind you so you just sit there looking under the table but ready to fight if you had to... then you hear a voice...you heard it before but you can't remember where... finally it hit you, the guy that caught you before you fell on your car.. the voice says "Umm can I help you?"

You spin around and whoa he was so your type. You could finally see his face good now, he was so tall, taller than the other guy at check in, he had to be 6'4 maybe 6'5, he looked your age too about 24 or 25. He had hazel eyes that when you look at them one way they were green, then you would look at then another and they were almost blue. He was pretty tan too with dark brown hair a little ways past his ears and perfectly curled at the ends. Also muscular, you could tell somewhat throw his plaid shirt he had on along with faded blue jeans and biker boots.

Just then you remember that he is waiting for you to say something, you take a deep breath "Ummm ahh sorry I was just looking from my red top...I lost it on the way up to my room and it has to be here somewhere and I was just looking for it." He nods. "Oh, have you tried asking down stairs at the front desk yet?"

God he has such a sexy voice. Deep but yet soft and calming you could bet at times. You smile "No not yet, I was just about to go down there." He smiles a white, breath taking smile. "Oh, well I was just about to go down there too. I can go with you if you want?" You smirk. "Why not. Wait... you're not some freaky murder or something trying to get me alone to cut my heart out are you?"

He throws his head back laughing a sexy laugh just like his smile. "Don't worry, I don't murder people." You laugh as walk over to the elevators but then think about how he said [I don't murder people] What else could you murder? You just blow it off as you stand beside him waiting for an elevator to open. 

Finally the middle one opens. you look at him and he nods for you to go first... there are still gentlemen in the world. You nod thank you and walk in, he then follows in behind you.

He presses the [L] button and the elevator starts to go down. Just as it hits the third floor it starts to shake very bad and the lights start to blink. It shakes really hard making him fall to the floor, you hold on to anything you could not to fall on him because the elevator was really small, but all your hard work did no good because one last hard shake and you went down right on top of him. Somehow he catches you to keep you from falling right on him. The elevator finally comes to a stop but doesn't open, you take a deep breath and then look at him to see he is still holding you up like you were a rag doll, but yet your face was still just inches from his and you could smell the mint on his breath. "Well, I normally don't get this friendly until the second date, but I guess I just didn't have a say in what I do." 

He laughs and you get a wind of cold mint blown right in your face, you smile. "Umm do you think you can put me down now? Maybe?" He looks around then looks like he had almost forgot he was holding you. "Oh umm sorry." Like you were air, he just lifts you up and sits you down. Then props himself up on his right arm.

"How the hell did you do that?" He laughs. "Do what?" You roll your eyes. "Don't play dumb with me, I mean how did you just lift me up like I was nothing? I'm like 115 pounds and you just held me like some doll!" He throws his head back laughing. "I don't know, I just workout a lot I guess. Besides you don't look like you are 115 pounds." You blush as you look away, then look back over at him to already find he was looking at you. "What are you looking at?" He smiles. "You are blushing like a whore in church." You huff, "Well I don't know how to take that, but okay whatever you say."