Note: All characters, names, situations are fictitious.
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We arrived the hotel and he handed his car keys to the valet. He was really impressed when he saw Marco and nodded quickly.
"Right away Mr. Reus." He said. Uh, maybe he knows him from before.
He extended his hand to me and I froze. He looked at me and moved his head pointing in to his hand, I took it and it felt strange, but a good strange. Why was he extending his hand to me?
He led us inside the hotel and to the elevators. He pushed the bottom and we waited, he was still holding my hand. I didn't knew that to do in that moment. Should I shake my hand to let go of him? Should I say something?
For weird that sounds, it felt nice. His hand on mine. He has pretty hands actually, soft but strong at the same time, manly but delicate to the touch and to his holding. They're nice and warm. He's not looking at me at all, he's just looking to the red numbers on the top of the elevator.
Finally the doors opened and a couple smiles and passes next to us, I blushed. Maybe they thought we were a couple too, but we're not, definitely not. He led me inside the elevator and unlucky for me, we're completely alone. Now I just have to take at least twelve floors alone with him, holding hands.
I can feel his breathing, and his hand is shaking a bit. Is he nervous?
"Which floor?" He asked standing in front of the electronic board.
"Twelve please." I said.
And without letting go of my hand, he presses the number twelve. Only twelve? Is he going with me to my room? That's really unacceptable. I shake my thoughts and decide to not speak anything about it.
"How much do I owe you for my drinks tonight?" I asked and he turned around to look at me with his eyes wide open.
"Nothing of course." He said clearly offended.
"But I took like four mojitos-
"Which is totally unacceptable by the way, but still, you don't owe me anything." He said moving his head aside, still hurt.
"Okay. Thank you then." I said rolling my eyes.
"Anytime Miss. Laurent." He said and smiled widely.
I sighed in time because the doors opened and he led me outside. He stopped outside the elevator and looked both sides.
"Which room?" He asked looking at me this time, I looked at him confused.
"Umm 182?" I said-asking, he nodded and started walking. Apparently he knows his way because in less than ten seconds we're outside my room. He let go of my hand in time, I open my clutch to take my key. He waits quietly next to me without moving a muscle.
"Here it is." I said taking out my key, he smiles.
I stood with my key in my hand looking at him. What is he still doing here? Why hasn't he gone to his floor or room?
"Umm are you...?" I asked because I didn't know what else to say.
"Oh I am just waiting for you to get inside you room, to be safe." He said in a softened tone, his eyes were sparkling.
"Oh, thank you Marco. But I am okay-
"I know. I just wanted to make sure you were Miss. Laurent." He said in a low voice now.
His deep voice is kind of sexy. I swallowed hard.
"Thank you, really. For everything tonight, I am really grateful Mr. Reus." I said and he smiled widely. Apparently he likes when I say "Mr. Reus" to him. He nodded.
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Patient Love - Marco Reus Fanfic
FanfictionIt all started with a piano concert, the night he met her and the night their lives changed forever. Status: Complete Please do not steal my stories, let's respect the intellectual property. ©footballcrown