Life, Love & The Forbidden

The Prom (Pt. 2)

Sara pulled her head back slowly, gazing into Michael's welcoming eyes as the song played around them. Their world fell away and left them standing together in the void, holding each other with all the longing they had ever felt. "I have a surprise for you too," Sara confessed to Michael as the song faded out to its end. He narrowed his eyes and gave her a worried smile. "Follow me," she told him and left the floor.

Michael did as he was told, following her unquestioningly from the hall, past the photographer who was packing up his equipment and out into the lobby. The air was cold because one door has been propped open to cool the staff, the thick woven uniforms overheating them easily with the extra bodies in the building. Sara leant on the high black stone desk and the clerk smiled a broad, toothy grin at her and handed her a card. "Governor Tancredi's room is 214," she said cheerfully. "Have a nice evening," she added quirkily.

Sara nodded a thank you and took Michael's hand. He gave her an apprehensive look but followed her lead as they stopped outside the elevators. Sara's heels echoed through the empty lobby as she tapped them impatiently on the stone floor, waiting for the steel box to arrive. "Sara where are we going?" Michael asked her as the elevator doors opened and she stepped inside.

"Room 214," she told him, the button she pressed lighting up beneath her finger like a firefly. Cheesy music filled the square cage as it lurched to life and was pulled up the shaft on steel cables.

"Why?" he asked confused. She turned to him confidently and fiddled with the white card in her hands, the company's name printed in the corner of it. His face was flushed red and Michael was afraid he had done something wrong and Sara was scorning him like a bad puppy.

"I told you," she said as the elevator chimed and the doors pulled apart once more. "I have a surprise, and if you want it, follow me," she grinned, stepping out of the solid elevator onto luxurious blue carpet that lined the hall. Room 214 was at the end of the hall and the sound of their footsteps was eaten away by the expensive carpet under their feet. Michael looked around him for any sign there was a surprise at the end on this journey, but all he saw were white doors and more white doors.

Room 214 had a different door, a dark red one with brass numbers and a tiny magnifying glass spy hole. The door had been painted recently, the red clashing with the blue of the carpet hideously. There was no keyhole on the door, just a large brushed chrome handle and a swipe card outlet attached beside it.

"Will I like it?" Michael asked Sara, regarding his surprise with some thought as he tickled the back of her neck playfully with his lips. Sara pushed the key card through the device and a green light indicated its acceptance and the door clicked. She pushed the handle down and the door opened.

"Oh I think so," Sara smiled to herself as she stepped into the room. Michael bit his tongue and growled low in his chest. Sara was a tease and he was hopeless at ignoring the unknown. He had to know everything or it drove him insane, just like now as he followed her into the room, pushing the door closed behind him and searching the room.

The room was obviously expensive. The carpet had moulded into a deep red colour underneath their feet and was twice and thick as out in the hallway. The floor space was expansive and two huge square cream coloured columns held the ceiling from the floor. There was a mini bar like no other, each miniscule bottle of spirit replaced with fine wines from all over the world at an inclusive room price. Michael's gaze followed Sara as she went behind a stone wall that divided the room into two.

Removing his jacket and throwing it over a nearby bar stool he followed her into a lavishly decorated bedroom. A huge queen size bed fitted with black satin sheets jumped into view and every surface of the room held a short red candle on it. Sara began lighting them, moving her way around the room as Michael watched from the doorway, his entire body excited and scared at the same time. He folded his arms and shot a quick glance to the door over his shoulder.