A Warmth December

Chapter Two

With my feet almost cracking since I feel like it is frozen like a block of ice, I blow some air in my hand hoping that it will be warm but my freezing breath make it colder. The moment my sight decide to stop looking at the snow, I glimpse at the top of my head to find a beautiful fire hailing my name that I suddenly stop walking praising the God for this miracle.

I walk inside the cozy motel, my eyes searching for a fire to place my body until this lovely elderly steals my attention, "Hhhiiii" I whisper holding my arms in front of my mouth for some warm air

"Ohh, poor little thing" the elderly rushing to get to me with a beautiful adornment blanket. She hurls the blanket over my body, rubbing my arm up and down while ushering me to a tiny room with other people chatting and drinking.

"Thhhhank you" I thank her gratefully, admiring the little room with elderly couples dancing. See that is how I imagined myself with Michael but. Why am I thinking of him now? Minutes later, I've become warm enough to talk with Ana the elderly who welcome me with this warm blanket about renting a room for the night.

I walk to the welcome desk with my blanket still envelop my body, I pout when a sad, happy tears drop from my eyes the moment I discern Ana kissing the elderly man who's undulating her body with such appreciation and desire. The moment she becomes aware of my present, she kisses his cheeks walking to me with her arms open for a warm embrace for me, "you're warmth enough sweetheart" she asks me smiling folding the blanket.

"Yes, but I'm a little tired," I tell her admiring the room hoping for my eyes to catch an empty room, "do you have an empty room for the night"

"Oh, we don't, I mean we do but a famous couple rent both of the upstairs room for some privacy," she tells me with a sympathy look that expresses how sorry she is.

"Please just for one night" I beg her. She glances over to her husband who nods at her.

"Okay, but promise me you'll not be jumping on them, the guy is really handsome but hold your hand to yourself like I do" she jokes and her husband winked at her. I nod in agreement with my hand waving in front of me gesturing her that such a thing won't happen. And she ushers me to my room.

The glorious sun gleam to my face miraculously, I pat my sluggish eyes looking at my phone and realize it is six in the morning. So, I rapidly jump from my bed strip off my clothes clutching the tower next to my bed and make my way to the tiny bathroom.

With my eyes still holding the sleep, I let the tower skims over my sensible skin and drops on the floor. I enter the shower and close the shower door until I hear someone moaning that make me jump to get off the shower but I somewhat bolt inside with a stranger.

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