Risk it for the biscuit || Roadtrip

Chapter 14

DISCLAIMER - Last chapter is continued in a form of memories. I used 'start' and 'end' to show which part is a memory.

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As the sun rose above the sky, flashing its lights, Annabelle slowly opened her eyes. She sat down, looking at her clock, knowing she probably woke up too late and missed her run time again. 'Beaumont is messing up with my schedule' she thought as the amount of memories from last night pierced her to the bed again.

(Start) After Rye decided he'll give her a piggyback, they were ready, waiting for the security guys to go. As they appeared to be as far as they possibly can, Rye stood up suddenly, making her wobble and run straight to the door. Annabelle could hear her heart beating faster as they were near the ladder, praying they'll both get out of it safety. Blair would kill her if one of his singers would break his leg running away from the hotel security in the middle of the night. Her thoughts has been demolished by the voices coming back after them 'Stop now' 'You've been spotted' 'Don't run' causing her to get off Rye's back and run after him as quickly as she could. At that moment, she thanked her morning runs that repaired her condition dramatically.

"To my room, quick" she whispered as they got closer to their corridor. She opened it, letting them both in and shutting it loudly straight after.

"I think they knew where we were going to. They may came in here to check it" Rye said, but as Annabelle didn't realise the problem, he added, "They'll knock to the door and require to open it and we are both in a single room, breathing so heavy, almost as if we run a mile 10 seconds ago"

"Sugar" Belle said underneath her breath, thinking how to solve that issue. Suddenly, her face lightened up, suggesting she got an idea. "Take it off, now" she said, pointing at his clothes. Rye looked at her in complete confusion as she quickly
demolished her bed and run to the bathroom. Even though he didn't understand her thoughts, he decided to trust her and after a while he stood there only with his boxers on. Annabelle looked at herself in a bathroom mirror and quickly took most of her clothes off, thanking the hotel supplies for a nice white, silky robe that she put on messily. She took the reddest shade of the lipstick she had, to then run back to the room and put it on her lips as well as Rye's neck, rubbing it, making it look like a fresh love bite. As soon as she did that they heard loud knock.

Annabelle opened the door, holding her robe tightly, suggesting she had nothing underneath it. Her breath was heavy and she looked a bit messy but she was sure that security guards would think it's a cause of something else; especially when a half naked man with fresh love bites on his neck was standing in a pile of scattered clothes, right behind her.

"Is there any problem?" She said seductively, trying to implicate she has been doing some crazy bed activities just a minute ago.

"Sorry madam. There has been a breaking on the roof this night and we thought bulgars came to that room" one of them answered, feeling really embarrassed.

"I didn't hear anything, did you babe?" She turned back to Rye who looked at her almost as if he haven't seen a women before. Not being able to speak, he shook his head implicating he haven't heard anything either. "But you know guys, we were a bit... um.." she stopped biting her lip "laud and busy, so we might have missed it"

After this statement, the guards had no doubts what happened in this room. They looked at Rye, who still stood in the same position shocked at the excellent acting skills Annabelle had. He didn't understand how come she changed into a sex bomb in 15 seconds and was able to suggest all of those sexual stuff without any problems, when in reality his hug could make her blush. He looked back at the guards for a second, but his eyes travelled to the girl in the door again. He looked like he couldn't wait to be left alone with her once again, and even though he was a great actor, he didn't have to use his skills in this situation. Yes, she was shocking him constantly, but that just exceeded his expectations completely. He came back from his thoughts as he heard doors shutting off. His eyes fully bored into Annabelle who stood there embarrassed, feeling her cheeks burning again.