Heartbreak Hotel • jb( EDITING)

June 10 (CONT)

He walks closer as he breathes heavily. Both our eyes concentrated on the mirror as we study each other.

His fingers brush against my arm. Slowly, he brushes them upwards. His thumb trails up and down my arm as it sends shivers up my spine.

"Get out." I say falling out the trance of how good his fingers felt on me.

" Justin get out." I say more sternly this time.

"Your boyfriend out there seems nice." Justin says as he doesn't crack a smile.

" He's not my boyfriend and why are you still here?" I ask.

" Makes sense, I knew you weren't that of a fool to date something like that." He says.

My face turned a vibrant red.

"You should be getting back to Lola." I say ignoring the building feeling of desire rise up in my chest.

My skin became warm from the slight touch.

He stared at me as his eyes slowly went down, trailing from my neck, down to my chest.

He smirked as if he accomplished something great. His eyes held emotions that seemed foreign.

It's almost as if he felt a feeling of desire rise in his chest too.

" And you should be getting back to Patrick." He says as he walks out the bathroom.

I look at my face to see if I could spot why he was staring at me with such an expression. My eyes trail down my own body as I look at my chest. My nipples were hardened as if it was freezing cold in here.

The fact that it was warm in here gave him only one conclusion why they would be hard. My cheeks turn a dark shade of red as I realized that my body reacts so strongly to him, to his touch.

I head back out the bathroom as I spot Lola and Justin.

Lola grabbed onto the collar of his white dress shirt under his tux, she fisted his ironed shirt into her palm. The tight grasp she held, making his shirt wrinkle. She pulled his shirt towards her direction making his body jerk as well, she kissed his neck softly.

I lower my gaze away from them as my eyes land on Patrick. He looked uncomfortable, he looked as if he had a lot of things on his mind.

I take my seat as I felt Justin's eyes linger on me. I didn't want to look.

My eyes gave in as my head spun slowly to the side, catching a glimpse of his face.

His jaw was clenched tightly, his tatted arm around the chair Lola sat in. His mouth moved in sync with Lola's, as she roughly kissed him. However, his eyes were wide open, he stared right at me. His lips moved just as rough as hers but his eyes were focused on me.

His eyes were dark, lustful almost. But it seemed he was lusting after someone that wasn't Lola.

I felt a slight tap on my shoulder. I turned my head as fast as possible, thinking maybe someone caught me staring at Justin.

" So, how do you know Justin?" Patrick whispers.

" Patrick, he co-owns the Hotel with me." I smile.

" Are you guys anything more than partners?" He questions catching me off guard.

"What the hell Patrick? Of course not! Are you crazy?" I chuckle quietly.