Forbidden Secrets (Completed ✅)

Six

"Awe, don't mind him" Bubba said gesturing to the door absently "So what are these bad habits you are out so late searching for?"
"Well...." she grinned at him sheepishly "I went to the store for smokes and a drink" she finished looking guiltily at the floor.
Bubba shook his head and looked at the floor in an I can't believe this motion.
"What?" she said with a twinge of guilt
He looked back up at her and shot her a winning smile. "I think we have some of those bad habits around here somewhere" he said gesturing to the door next to Chad's room.
He unlocked the door with a card key and she covered her mouth with her hand.
"Oh fuck" she blurted as her mind raced
"What? What is it?" he said looking around cautiously. His body on guard.
"I can't believe I did that" she said slapping a hand to her forehead.
He relaxed and looked at her in confusion "What did you do?"
"I left my fucking card in my room" Steph grumbled gesturing frustrated at the white plastic card in his hand.
He laughed at her, more relieved than amused.
She entered the room as he held the door for her. Without thinking, her mind on her stupid mistake rather than manners, she flopped on to the bed with a frustrated sigh. It took a full minute of him just standing there staring down at her for her to realize what she had just done.
She raised up on to her elbows and grinned at him wearily "I really need a cigarette" she said with a dramatic huff to get the hair out of her eyes again.
At that moment she heard the water turn off somewhere. It occurred to her that she hadn't heard it was running until it shut off. She looked at Bubba in confusion. Who's room exactly where they in if not his? He raised an amused eyebrow at the look on her face and noticed that she was about to ask a question when the bathroom door opened.
She jerked her head around quickly to see who it was and her heart completely stopped.
There was Jordan still wet from his obvious shower in nothing but a shitty tiny white hotel bath towel. Her mouth fell open as she just stared at him.
Jordan jumped slightly back into the bathroom stunned  at the sight of them in his room.
"Whoa! Sorry guys I didn't know that I had visitors" he said smiling at them both.
"Sorry to surprise you, I didn't know you were.....well....um..." Bubba trailed off looking him up and down amused.
Jordan laughed nervously looking curiously over at Stephi propped up on the bed.
"What did you guys need?" Jordan asked curiously  looking back at Bubba desperately  trying  to suppress a laugh. There was a long awkward pause as they just exchanged glances.
"Stephi was looking for something to drink and a spare cigarette. If you have some handy?" Bubba said answering for Stephi who seemed to be momentarily shocked at the moment. She was still propped up on the bed gaping at him.
"Oh yeah I think there are some spares around here" he was searching around one handed. The other happened to be holding up the towel.
While Jordan's back was turned, Bubba shot a glance over at the apparently petrified Stephi. Her mouth was still hanging open and he made quick head gestures as an indication for her to say something to him.
"Uh....um....well....it's really not that big of a deal" She finally said after a lengthy silence had passed.
"The store across the street was closed" she said as if answering a question that hadn't been asked. She finally got the strength to sit up right on the bed.
Bubba covered his mouth and leaned over as his shoulders shook with laughter, it seems he could hold it in no longer. He had never been in a situation like this before.
Jordan turned around and looked at her in utter confusion. "You mean you tried to go to the store for the stuff and it was closed?" he finished with a smug smile at his apparent translation. He wasn't sure just how to react to her.
She said nothing just stared at him.
Bubba continued to shake with muffled laughter.
"Stephi?" Jordan said trying to snap her out of her daze.
"Oh yeah, that's what I meant" she said shaking her head. The sight of him with water still on him was absolutely throwing her mind for a loop. Then all of a sudden without so much as a word she got up and walked out of the room. She knew her face was red and she was trying hard not to visibly shake. She had totally embarrassed herself and she just wanted to die. Outside she paused on the railing to steady herself and turned to walk to her room. She stopped suddenly emotionally overwhelmed. She had fucking blown it, her one chance. She was so stupid. She covered her face with her hand and almost started to cry.
"Hey" it came from behind her.
She didn't want to turn around. She had embarrassed herself enough for a life time and she didn't want to pile on more at this moment.
"Hey, where are you going?" she felt hands close around her shoulders.
Her body instinctively stiffened into a rigid posture. Oh god who was behind her? She chanced a glance to the left and saw Bubba's massive hand on her shoulder. She let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed. She heard him laugh behind her at her reaction. When she turned around to face him, the look on her face shocked him completely.
"Hey, what's wrong?" he said sympathetically with one hand still on her shoulder. She looked like her dog had just died.
She had to pause before she spoke. She wanted to just sob into his shoulder. This was such a big letdown. She had fucked it all up, and it was the perfect chance to get to know him. She just shook her head.
"I just acted like a complete ass" she forced out.
"Well, it was pretty stupid to just get up and walk out when we were doing our best to help you. And you left without your requests" he said with a triumphant smile and holding up the can of Pepsi and the cigarette.
"Oh sorry, thank you" she said reaching out for them.
He pulled them back from her reach. "What the hell was going on back there with you," he said with a grin.
She was so annoyed at his interruption of her wallow. She stepped back and cocked a hip in a bitching pose.
"Listen, I was being totally stupid. I am embarrassed and I just want to go back to my room and die. Is that ok with you" she snapped out quickly gesturing wildly with her arms.
Bubba, who had seemed to completely ignore her outburst, looked at the cigarette. "Just how do you plan on lighting this thing? It doesn't look like you have pockets in that get up" he with a laugh and looking her up and down.
She really, really needed that cigarette and her eyes followed it woefully.
"I have a lighter in my room...." she groaned and put a hand to her face. "Which is fucking locked" she muttered 
Bubba laughed at her misery and before he could speak, Jordan's door flew open and he sprang out like he was being chased. This time he was fully clothed in a tee shirt and basketball shorts.
"Where did she....." he trailed off spotting them.
She couldn't meet his gaze, so she stared off into the parking lot.
Bubba turned around and handed him back the drink and the smoke. "She is having some issues" he said with his back to her like she wasn't even there.
"Excuse me gentlemen, but I am right here" she snapped.
"I know where you are" Bubba laughed at her annoyance "I am going to go down to the desk and get you back into your room"
She stopped the taping "oh no you don't have to do that. I can handle it" she finished and she was touch by his over protectiveness.
"You don't have your purse, just how you are going to prove who you are and that you are staying here?" he said
"Well...." she hadn't really thought that far ahead. She didn't have anything with her not even her car keys.
"Look, you stay here with me and your habits" Jordan began as he dangled the drink and the cigarette as if in reminder "and Bubba will sort out you key issues" he finished in a is everybody happy tone.
"Well I don't....." she began
"I will be back" Bubba said, making the decision for her. He walked off muttering something and she swore he had said those two.
"Come on" Jordan softly offered as her as he motioned her  back toward  his door with the drink. "I am pretty sure I have some matches for this" he finished dangling the cigarette.
Her mouth dropped open to protest but she followed him reluctantly.
She look around again as she reentered his room. The now infamous white towel was haphazardly thrown near the bathroom door. The mirrored vanity was scattered with random toiletries. Two unopened suitcases stood beside one that looked like it had exploded. Clothes were everywhere. On the small table beside the window there was a half empty pizza box and several empty water bottles.
Jordan watched Steph look around amused.
"Sorry, not much of a house keeper" Jordan  shrugged looking around , seeing the site of his room.
Steph  shrugged "I don't blame you. If I didn't have to clean up after myself, I wouldn't."
Jordan laughed nervously. He wasn't quite sure if she was serious or just being sarcastic. He really couldn't figure this woman out.
She walked in further and startled when she heard him close the door.
He chuckled "I'm sorry. Do you want me to leave it open?" he said motioning his head back at the door "because I really don't mind leaving it open if it makes you more comfortable" he said nervously.
She waved it off and forced that smile again. God her cheeks were going to kill her for weeks after this one.
"I'm just fine, I just really, and I mean really need that cigarette." she said sitting down awkwardly on the end of the unmade bed.
"Ok, hang on a sec" He grinned at her and finally relinquished the drink and cigarette to her. He then began shuffling things around on the dresser looking for something.
Shit where are they? He muttered as he looked.
He pulled open a random drawer "A Ha," he declared triumphantly "there is nothing like complimentary hotel matches" he chuckled making a show of presenting them to her.
She stood, reached up and snatch them out of his hand nervously and then was out the door before he could blink.
She huffed her way down to the stairs and flopped down on the top one. She took out the matches and with a shaking hand struck it, finally inhaling the soothing nicotine.
What the fuck was that about? He mumbled as the door slammed shut behind her. She had seemed calm from earlier, so what did I do now? He went to the door and looked out. Where had she run off to? He looked both ways and finally spotted the outline of her back sitting on the stairs. He stood for a moment in his door and smiled. He didn't know if he should even go over there but for some unknown reason he just couldn't seem to resist the temptation. He had never had a woman react like this to him before. "Well there is a first time for everything" he said to himself and walked over to where she sat.
She had struck her third match and was watching the glowing fire inch closer to her finger when she felt someone over her head blow it out.
"You know if you play with matches you get burned" Jordan murmured from behind her.
"With my luck tonight I might just burn down the fucking hotel" Steph replied sarcastically as she exhaled smoke.
He laughed and took the space beside her, sighing as he sat down.
"I know the feeling, you must have the same luck as I do" he took the box of matches from her.
"Are you  fucking kidding me right now ?" Steph  snapped through the smoke of her exhale "how can your life be all that bad?" She really couldn't believe she was calling him out like that but she had already made a fool of herself so fuck it why not?
Taken back he laughed nervously
"Well, I guess compared to most, my life isn't all that bad but I do have issues" he said looking at her intently.
His brown eyes seemed to swim as she stared back at him. She couldn't believe that just before she saw him in a towel. She pushed that thought out of her mind and concentrated on the here and now. She decided to lighten the mood and took a pull at his shorts.
"Nice outfit" she said taking another drag of her bummed cigarette
"Yeah I am quite fond of yours too" he said pulling on her flannel PJ bottoms "are you not cold?"
"Not really" she said with a shrug "embarrassment will keep you warm when all else fails" she chuckled nervously as she stubbed out the cigarette.
"Want another one?" Jordan  asked  pulling two out of his pocket , grinning sheepishly
"Thanks," she said appreciatively, man was he reading her mind or what?
He struck a match and offered her the flame. She watched him light his and then quickly leaned over and blew out the match before he had time.
"Just in case you got any pyromaniac ideas" she said a flirty smile playing on her lips.