[8] No Touching
Tyrique, Bianca, Peanut and Erica's rooms were located on the 16th floor. The rest of the rooms were on the 17th floor of the fantasy tower. The hotel was breathtaking and the group took in their surroundings as they walked down the halls.
"We'll meet in 10 minutes for lunch," Reese yelled to everyone as she opened her and Damon's room. They were all planning to grab a bite at the 24 seven café, a restaurant located in the hotel.
"Make it 20," Damon added before pushing Reese into the room. Her giggles were heard before Damon shut the door.
Liam laughed. "They're some freaks."
Reagan wasn't paying attention to Reese and Damon, she was more focused on Raye and Corey. She tapped Raye's shoulder as she walked by. "You okay? If it's really an issue I'll make Liam trade."
Raye was shaking her head before Reagan could finish. "I'll be okay. I can handle Corey." She didn't want to ruin Reagan and Liam's private time.
Raye followed Corey down the hall to their room. She cursed when he opened the room door and there was a king size bed but further examination of the room revealed a couch as well. She went to the window and took in the views of the Las Vegas Strip.
"This is nice," Corey commented.
"It is," she agreed.
She continued to explore and walked into the bathroom. She liked the spa like features and envisioned herself soaking in the Jacuzzi tub. She didn't realize Corey was behind her imagining a different scene.
"There's enough room for two people in that tub," he whispered into her ear. He had the image of them soaking together.
Raye shivered when Corey's breath tickled her ear. She quickly moved away from Corey and left the bathroom. He chuckled and followed behind her. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom and watched Raye pace the room.
"If this is going to work we need to establish some rules."
"Rules?"
"Yes rules. You need to keep your hands to yourself Corey."
Corey moved into the room and stood in front of Raye. "So you don't want me touching you with my hands?" he confirmed.
She nodded her head. "Exactly."
Corey didn't need hands to touch Raye. He tucked them in his pockets and dropped his head down to kiss her. He was her first kiss and was trying his best to be her last. Corey continued to assault Raye's lips until she pushed him away.
"Corey."
"I like the way you say my name. Maybe by the end of this trip I'll have you saying it on repeat."
Her eyes got wide when she realized what Corey meant. She moved across the room and stood against the window. "None of that is going to happen. I'm in a relationship."
He didn't care. "That doesn't matter. You wouldn't have let me kiss you if you were happy."
"You caught me off guard."
"I did the first time back in Orlando," he admitted. "But just now I gave you time to stop me and you didn't. Stop trying to fight it."
She did not want to get into this with Corey. "I just want to celebrate my sister's wedding. Please don't turn this trip into a quest to get me back. It's not going to happen and it'll just make me uncomfortable."
That was the last thing he wanted to do. It wasn't his intention to make her uncomfortable. "I promise not to touch you if you answer one question for me."
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