A Shot at Love

A Leap of Faith

"Just a minute!" I yell out as I slip a metallic high-heel onto my foot. I grab a pair of huggie gold hoops from the hotel nightstand, and quickly fasten them behind each ear. Running to the entrance, I grasp my dress, still not fully zipped, and swing the door open.

"Hi!" I excitedly greet Noah, my face lighting up. "I'm almost ready."

Noah's eyes widen as he thoroughly observes me. His gaze wanders from my eyes to my bouncy curls gently brushing against my bare shoulder. His eyes linger, taking a mental snapshot and continue trailing down to the magenta silk dress that generously clings to my breasts and hips. He continues exploring me with a look, taking in every detail; his eyes gliding down my freshly lotioned legs to my white-toed pedicure resting atop my new champagne high-heels.

Noah exhales. "My God, Kingston. You look fantastic," he steps in as a sexy smirk emerges on his face. "These are for you," he pulls out two dozen roses from behind his back, offering them my way.

"Noah," I gasp. "Come in," I smile, taking the roses and softly kiss him on the cheek. His touch is electric and his aroma is intoxicating. "Thank you."

"Would you like me to zip you?" Noah cooly asks.

There are many things I would like you to do me right now, Westbrook. But sure, let's start with that. "Yes, please," I reply as I set the roses down. "I wish I had a vase for them." I walk over to the full-length mirror and Noah follows.

"Housekeeping will deliver one while we are out," Noah shares as he stands behind me and glances my way in the mirror. "This dress looks exquisite on you." His hands softly graze my waist and slowly move up to the zipper - his fingers brushing against my skin. We catch each other's gaze in the mirror.

"Thank you again, for the wardrobe and the hotel. The opportunity, your comfort on the plane today. Just, all of it. This has been...remarkable, to say the least." I genuinely express.

Noah looks down at the zipper and lightly pulls it up. "It's been my pleasure, Kingston," he replies with a half smile, peering up at me, his hands resting against my midriff. "You ready for dinner?"

"Let's do it!" I say, breaking the sexual tension and walking towards the bathroom. I pick up a pink bottle of Chance by Chanel perfume and spray a small amount on my neck. Noah's eyes don't leave me.

"So, have you ever visited Santorini? That was your lie today in our game," Noah inquires while leaning against the vintage dresser, crossing his arms.

I feel a knot tighten in my stomach as I am faced with Noah's questioning gaze. I know I should explain but the words are caught in my throat. "Uh, I have actually! While Santorini is lovely, it's a little too touristy for me. You've got to experience Greece like the locals. Symi is the most fabulous island." I reply as I quickly grab my purse, room key, and phone off the table, heading to the door. Truth be told, I loved Santorini.

Noah eyes the room key in my hand. "I have not been. I will keep that in mind," he stands up from against the dresser and opens the hotel door for us. "After you."

I walk down the ritzy corridor, guilt consuming me as we enter the elevator lobby. I glance down at my phone and notice a slew of notifications.

Priya - Girl! I never saw you for lunch today. How's everything going?

Babes Night In: Darcey - Has anyone heard from @KingstonHart? We are dying to hear what happened on your date!

"Hey Noah," I turn around to him, pressing the call button for the elevator. "Can I be super cheesy and have you take a quick pic of me? Photo or it didn't happen," I laugh.