I had just finished packing a bag, for the hotel. Marshall took my free hand and took me downstairs. Nate was back with the girls and they were watching a movie and eating popcorn. "Bye guys", I said, waving. "Bye", Nate said. "See you", Laney and Hailie said, "Bye, have fun", Whit said. I don't know if that was something clean or something dirty, if you know what I mean. "We will", Marshall said. He took me outside, and to the car.
Marshall opened the door for me, I got in and Marshall shut the door. I threw my bag in the back seat, Marshall hopped in the driver's seat and chucked his bag in the back seat.. "Excited?", "Yep", I said, smiling at Marshall. Marshall poked his tongue at me, I poked mine back. "Your funny, babe?", "Yep. And I can also whoop your ass". "Watch out, we gotta bad ass over here", "Uh huh". Marshall smiled at me and started the car. He backed out the driveway and onto the road.
We arrived at the hotel. Damn! It was flash! I got out of the car, opened the back door to the car and pulled out mine and Marshall's bag. "Here", I said, chucking Marshall his bag, "Ugh", Marshall said, barely catching his bag. "Thanks", Marshall said. "Come on", Marshall said, taking my hand. I quickly closed the door and Marshall locked the car.
Marshall dragged me into the hotel. "Hi, we've got a room booked", "Name?", "Mathers". "Uh, here we are, Mr. Mathers", the hotel clerk said, handing Marshall a key. "Have a nice stay", "We will", Marshall said. We walked off, I looked back. The hotel clerk was giving me evil eyes, I smirked and pulled the finger. She was shocked, she looked down and went back to work.
Me and Marshall got into a elevator, "How long we here for?", "Three days". "Cool", the elevator stopped and the door opened. We walked out the elevator, there was a couple people standing in the hallway. Their jaws dropped, once they saw Marshall and me. I smirked.
We had arrived outside the door to our room, Marshall unlocked the door. We walked into our room, I dropped my bag. Marshall was passionately kissing me. Marshall pushed me into the door, closing it. He dropped his bag and his hands started to roam my body. Marshall softly groped my boobs, I moaned into his mouth.
The phone begin ringing, I pushed Marshall off me. I put up a finger up to my mouth, I answered the phone. "Hello?", "Hotel service, you have got a restaurant reservation at seven o'clock", "Uh huh, thanks. Be there at seven". I hung up, "Who was it?", Marshall asked. "Hotel. Dinner at seven". "Better get ready then". "Uh?", "It's nearly seven". "Oh". "Guess we should", I said, picking my bag up and throwing it on the made bed. "Yep", Marshall said, copying me.
I dug through my bag, I pulled out a lacy pair of panties and a lacy bra. I also pulled out a dress, I put my underwear in the middle of my dress and rolled my dress into a ball, concealing my underwear from Marshall's eyes. I ran to the bathroom, "Babe, what you doing?", "Getting dressed", "Ight". I stripped off my clothes and pulled on my lacy lingerie. I adjusted my bra and pulled on my dress. I fixed it up.
"Babe. You done?". "Yep", I opened the door. "Looking fine, babe", Marshall said, tracing my cleavage. I slapped his hand away, "Come Marshall", I said. I pulled on some shoes.
I took Marshall's hand and led him out the room and back into the elevator. I pushed the button and the evelator plunged down. We got off at the floor the restaurant was on. I've never been to a hotel with a restaurant. Oh shit! The hotel I was living at. I better go back and get my stuff. And check out. Marshall giving me a kiss snapped me out of my thoughts. We made our way to the restaurant, a hotel clerk was waiting us. "Mr. Mathers?", "Yes", "This way please", the lady led us to a table.
Me and Marshall sat down, a waitress came to our table. "Can I get you guys any drinks?", a bubbly, blonde waitress asked. "A coke for me", "Mountain Dew". "I'll be back with your drinks and some menus. "Thanks". She walked off, I looked at Marshall. He was so... So perfect. His blonde hair, the way he dresses and his beautiful blue eyes. His eyes made me melt inside. I love Marshall, I know I probably shouldn't, but I do. I mentally sighed. "Babe, you 'ight?", "Yep".
"Here we go", the waitress said, placing our drinks and two menus on the table. "Thanks miss", "Your welcome", she gave us a smile and walked off. I took a sip of my coke through a straw, while looking through the menu. "Babe, what starters you want?", I pointed at garlic bread. "Garlic bread?", Marshall asked, I nodded. I couldn't talk because I was drinking.
The waitress came back, "Any starters?", "A garlic bread", I said, "A bowl of fries", Marshall said. "I'll be back with your food". "Okay". She left our table. I looked over at Marshall and smiled. He smiled back, his smile is so perfect.
I wonder if Marshall loves me? I know I love him... But does he love me back?
