Michael's Love The Office Surprise 1 (An Interracial Romance) *COMPLETE*

Headed To The Hotel

Micheal and Laura walk to the car rental level of the airport. They quietly walked for a bit. Laura was walking with a bounce in her step. She still had the smile from the kiss with Micheal.

They got to the line which was relatively short with only three people ahead of them. They waited in line.

“That woman was out of her mind.” Laura said, “She really has a problem with interracial dating. I mean you should have seen how she attacked me back in that plane...” Laura continued.

“Well, what about you? Have you ever dated a black guy?” Micheal asked.

“Uh…Uh...Um.”

Micheal laughed, “That’s what I thought.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I don’t know what Tina wanted, but at least she seemed to want to date me. But what is this that we are doing?”

“Micheal, YOU kissed ME. And don’t you have a girlfriend? What can we be doing?”

“OK, well, you known what’s going on there…”

“All I know is that we were about to…that you had a call that interrupted us.”

“What do you want Laura?” Micheal asked.

Laura ignored his question and asked, “What do you want?”

Micheal answered under his breath, “I don’t need another booty call.”

“Next…” The car rental agent said. Laura walked over to get her car. She walked over to the side and waited for Micheal who was now getting his car.

She didn’t really know what she was doing. Yesterday she was sure that she could never date a black guy and now she is so attracted to him that she can’t think of anything else.

She saw him, even after such a long day looking totally fuckable and she still couldn’t get him out of her mind. He got his key and walked over to Laura.

“I guess we should call it a night.” Micheal said.

“Yes, I am sure that we will have a lot of work to do tomorrow.” Laura said.

“I will see you tomorrow.” Micheal said

“Bye Micheal.” Laura said. She wanted desperately to be in his bed tonight, but it looks like that will not happen. Really after their little spat, she wonders if this week long vacation will be as good as she wanted it to be.

She walked over to her car and took one last look as Micheal walked to his car. Laura wondered why they even had two cars to go to the same hotel and then go to the same places for work, but it was Dr. Steven’s idea.

***

As Laura drove to the hotel it was about 11:30 on that Tuesday night. She dialed up Emily.

“Hey Em.”

“I know you aren’t calling me.”

“Don’t start…”

“He better be in the bathroom…”

“No, we had a fight and…”

“You had a fight? What could you possibly fight about?”

“Well I fought this “sistagirl” who was trying to make the moves on him and he defended me. But then he started asking about interracial dating and it went downhill.”

“Interracial dating, Doesn’t he have a girlfriend already?”

“Well yeah, that’s what I said.”

“This is turning out to be more trouble than it is worth Laura. He is starting to sound like a punk.”

“No…no…no…I think that he just wants to make sure that anything he gets into would be…uh…well maybe he is sounding like a punk.”

“You aren’t going to marry the man, do it like they do it. What do they say? ‘Hit it and quit it?’” Emily laughs and Laura looks out into space.

“Laura…Laura…You there?”

“Yeah, I’m just thinking.”

Laura drove up into the hotel parking lot. “Emily, I gotta check in, I will call you back.”

“By Laura.

Emily parked and walked into the hotel lobby. She saw Micheal checking in. The agent told Micheal that his room was room number 434.

“Wow you must know a short cut.” Laura said to Micheal.

Micheal gave a courteous chuckle and said “You must drive the speed limit. I will see you in the morning.” Micheal walked to the elevator.

Laura gazed at him as he walked away. The agent said, “Miss….Miss…I need your ID…” The agent had a smile on her face as she tried to get Laura’s attention.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Here it is.” Laura still was looking at Micheal as he got in the elevator.

The agent typed and then told Laura. “Your room is room number 437.

Laura took her key and went back to the car to get her luggage. She got into the elevator and got up to floor 4. She walked to her room and saw Micheal’s room, 434, she then continued to her room and went in.

Laura thought for a moment and then picked up her room phone and called room 434.

“Hello?” Micheal said.

“Yes..Uh Micheal.”

“Laura, is that you?”

“This day has been long and I don’t want it to end like it did. We shouldn’t be fighting. I mean we are on the same team. We have come down here to do a job.”

“How do you want it to end?” Micheal asked in a seductive tone.

“Uh…”

“Don’t worry about it Laura, we are on the same team and we will finish this job.”

“So we’re good”

“Were we ever bad?” Micheal asked.

Laura smiled, “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Bye Laura.”

“Bye Micheal.”

Laura hung up the phone and walked over to the refrigerator to see what was in there. She then closed the door and walked over to her suitcase. She threw it on the bed and pulled out one of her pieces of lingerie.

She then went in and took a short shower and put some perfume on and the lingerie. She put on a bath robe on top and began walking to the door. She was planning to continue her conversation with Micheal. But then she suddenly remembered when Micheal said, “I don’t want just a booty call.”

At that moment Laura’s cell phone rang. Laura picked it up and saw that it was Dr. Stevens. She picked it up.

“Hello, Dr. Stevens?”

“Sorry I had to call you so late, but I have been in a marathon meeting with Applied Research and other vendors. Applied Research is defending their work. So I am going to need you and Micheal to meet with them tomorrow morning at 8am. I hope that you can fix this with them on tomorrow.”

“Where will we meet them?”

“Right there in the conference office of the hotel.”

“OK.”

“You should get some sleep. They have called in some big guns. Some woman named Ms. Simmons is their superstar hotshot. I have never met her, but I have heard about her. You will need your sleep.”

Laura took off her lingerie and put on some flannel pajamas and got in the bed. From the bed she called Micheal to tell him about the meeting in the morning. Micheal didn’t answer.

Laura left a message, “Hey Micheal, Applied Research is claiming that their numbers are correct. We have a meeting with them here at 8am. See you there.”

Laura hung up and laid down and fell quickly to sleep.