MISTRESSES

2: MARY (2)

     "Shall we?" Matthew asked, offering his arm.

Mary nodded slightly with a smile and took the latter's arm. They walked into the hotel, and not only was it good on the outside but also on the inside. They both stood before a closed door, and Matthew pressed the botton next to it, and just within seconds, it opened itself. It was the elevator.

Mary got in first and stood in front of the bottons, forcing Matthew to lean in again in order to press a button, which he did. As he leaned, Mary got a little closer to him despite how handsome he was and how fast her heart raced. She wanted to smell him too since he did the same to her some minutes back, though she was too flabbergasted to do anything by that time.

Matthew immediately realised and understood what she was trying to do, so he pressed the botton of the fifteenth floor and leaned closer, making Mary step back until her back touched the elevator. The door closed itself, and the machine started moving upward, but Matthew didn't move an inch, watching Mary's reactions closely. Despite being embarrassed, she didn't give up on her doings and kept smelling him discretely.

     'He really smells good...' She thought, and luckily, she didn't say that out loud.

The door suddenly opened, and Matthew regained his composure and held Mary's hand in his. They walked out of the elevator, arriving at the beautiful five-star restaurant. They hid behind the curtains that separated the main restaurant from the reception area in order to not be recognised and therefore avoid scandals.

     "Good evening, sir, ma'am. How can I help you?" The receptionist asked politely.

     "A table for two, please."

     "Alright, sir. Have you made any reservations?"

     "Of course. The name's Matthew Scottfield."

     "Alright, let me check that on my list." The receptionist said and checked his list. "Mr Matthew Scottfield... Mat... thew... Scottfield... found it! Your name's on the VVIP list, sir."

     "Alright, where's our table?"

     "Just a minute, sir. Let me call someone to take special care of you." The receptionist said and called someone using the talkie-walkie on his desk.

A man with a relatively slim body dressed like a waiter came up to them.

     "Good evening, I am Richard, your personal waiter for tonight. You two must be VVIP guests, so please follow me, and I will take you to your assigned hall." Richard said politely.

Matthew and Mary simply nodded simultaneously and followed Richard closely without saying anything. The latter took them to a corridor where there were little or no people. He then pressed the wall at a particular spot, and a door appeared. Richard went in and held the door for the couple to get in as well.

     "Come in, please." Richard said, and the couple walked in.

It was an even more beautiful place than the main restaurant itself. It was a spacious hall filled with golden lights and ornaments. Even the table clothes and chairs including the cutlery were gold. It had its own orchestra and a mini bar, and its atmosphere was so different from the main restaurant.

Matthew naturally pulled out a chair for Mary before sitting across her, and Richard gave them golden menu's, each. The couple ordered delicious meals with wine and started eating in an awkwardly silent atmosphere, though some music was being played.

     "So Mary, tell me you're a rookie actor, right?" Matthew asked, breaking the silence.

     "Uhh... Not really. " Mary replied shyly.