Divergent

Chapter 39

Listen to the song 'Angel of small death and the codeine scene- by hozier' while reading this chapter. It's a must :)

We arrive at the hotel and four parks the car in the farthest parking spot. I have a feeling it's because he doesn't a at his 'baby' to get scratched. We get out of the car and he grabs my luggage for me.

"It's not as hot here as it is in California." I state with a small smile.

"Reminding you of Chicago?" He asks and leads me towards the huge hotel in front of us.

"A little bit." I admit. Someone opens the door for us and four sends them a thank you. The hotel is fancy, like really fancy. There's a huge chandelier hanging in the middle of the foyer. Right underneath it is a long counter, the check in. Four looks down at me with raised eyebrows and i shrug.

"This is pretty fancy." He mumbles and gives the lady his name. She types into the computer and looks up at him with a huge smile.

"Mr. Eaton, we hope you arrived without trouble. We're happy to have you staying at the ritz Carlton. I hope you enjoy your stay." She says with a flirty smile. She slides a paper over to him and he looks down at it. He signs his name on the signature line, then hands it back. Her eyes stay connected with fours the whole time and I stiffen. Four must notice because he wraps his arm around my waist.

"Thank you. I need two key cards please." He says with narrowed eyes. Her eyes flicker to mine and she smiles.

"Are you his sister?" She asks as she opens a drawer.
"No, my wife." Four lies. A blush forms on my face and I look up at him.

"I don't see any rings." She replies and hands him a keycard with a wide smirk.

"We are actually on our honeymoon, didn't want to lose the rings." Four smoothly replies.

"Didn't I say two keycards?" He repeats.
"Yes, I'm sorry." She replies and hands me one.

"Thank you." He growls, then grabs my hand and rugs me in the direction of the elevators.

"Four it's fine, don't get so worked up about this." I sign as he slams his hand on the button.

"She tried to give me her number on the copy of the paper." He replies and holds the copy up. My eyes narrow on it and I huff.

"Why did the guy everyone want chose me?" I sarcastically whisper. He pressed a kiss to my lips then leads me into the awaiting elevator.

"Baby girl, you chose me. Not the other way around. You just don't realize how many guys really want you." He murmurs and continues kissing me.

"Lucky for you were married now." I giggle in amusement. Pink tints his cheeks and he glares at me.

"She was making both you and me uncomfortable." He huffs. I roll my eyes and wrap fm arms around his torso. I give him a side hug and he does the same. The elevator dings to a stop on the top floor and the doors quickly open.

"Do you want to go out to bourbon street after we clean up? It's not far from here. Only a block away." He states as he swipes his keycard on our door.

"Yea, I've always wanted to see it. I wonder if it's like people say." I say with a smile. He holds the door open for me and I quickly enter.

To the right is a large bathroom, and to the left is the kitchen. The cabinets are all cherry wood and the counters are a dark brown stone. I gape and look around. The floors are all marble throughout the living room and kitchen. The dining room is a cute table by the sliding glass doors.

Four follows behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. His chin rests against my shoulder and I close my eyes.

"This view is amazing." I whisper and he nods in agreement.

"Let's go." I squeal and rush towards the bedroom. I set my bag down on the bed and grab a sweater out. Four watches from the door and I slide it on so no one can see my gun.

"You're so cute when you're excited." He chuckles and throws a leather jacket on.

"Thank you." I giggle and he grabs my hand. We skip out of the room, well I skip out of the room, four just trails behind me while chuckling. We once again take the elevator down to the lobby and leave the hotel.

"Are we walking?" Four asks.
"Yea, It's only a block or two." I shrug and he smiles.
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*Two Hours Later*

After walking around for a little over two hours, we decide to go back to the hotel. We have to be up early, and we have to get some rest to actually be able do our job tomorrow.

Four hits the elevator button and the doors immediately open. The hotel is silent, other than the clicking of the clock overhead. Everyone is either out, or sleeping, so the elevators are not in use. We climb on and he hits the top floor. My head rests against his shoulder and he wraps his arms around me.

"I love you." He murmurs and kisses my forehead. My hands cup his face and I pull him into a passionate kiss.

"I love you too." I murmur and start to pull away. He chuckles and shakes his head.

"If you're going to kiss me like that, it's going to last longer than two seconds." He smirks and pulls me back into the kiss. I squeal and wrap my arms around his neck. The elevator jolts to a stop and we breathlessly pull away. Uriah climbs onto the elevator with raised eyebrows and I blush.

"You always ruin things." Four huffs at him.
"I was getting Chris and I some drinks. I didn't want to walk in on your make out session." He replies and holds up the two pink glasses.

"What floor are you guys on?" He asks and gets off.
"We got the penthouse." Four smirks.
"What?!" Uriah shrieks and before he can finish his sentence the doors close between us.

"Now where were we?" He asks and pulls me back into the kiss. I giggle and kiss back. We soon get to our floor and four lifts me off the ground. One arm wraps around my waist and the other searches for his keycard. His lips stay connected to mine and he slides the keycard on the door. His hands fumble and he pulls away from the kiss to glare at the door.

"Having trouble there?" I tease. He doesn't reply and presses his lips back to mine. The door finally opens and he shuts it behind us. He gently sets me back on my feet and I desperately kiss him. His lips leave a trail of fire on my neck and I tug at his jacket. It falls to the floor with a thump and he unzips my sweater.

"Wait, wait... Are you sure about this?" He gasps and pulls away with worry evident in his eyes. His lips are puffy and red from the kissing, and his hair is sticking in all different directions. I'm pretty sure I look just as bad as him.

"Tobias, I don't think I've ever been so certain about something in my life." I truthfully whisper and he smiles before pressing his lips back to mine.