Time To Waste

Chapter 03: Theshold

It being their one month, and a small smattering of pennies, anniversary, Chris had splurged some of his own cash to get a suite for the night. The band was staying at a swanky hotel in the center of the city, and everyone had adjoining rooms. While the others were paired off in twos or threes, Chris had made special arrangements to have his own suite so that he and Jenna could celebrate properly without prying eyes.

He had actually considered – considered very seriously – scooping her up into his arms and carrying her like a bride over the threshold and into the room, but he had ultimately decided against it for fear of scaring her off. One month was too soon to be acting a groom, right? Strange too, because he normally had a firewall around his heart, afraid to open up in relationships for fear of repeating his past mistakes. Something about this woman, however, had disarmed him in all the very best of ways, and he had opened to her immediately, sharing things with Jenna in a matter of days that it had taken him years to share with others. So, the fear of losing that with one false move outweighed his desire to carry his lady into their suite.

Holding her tiny hand inside his own, he guided her into their room for the evening and then glanced back into her beautiful brown eyes. "This is it," he laughed nervously.

Jenna glanced around the room and blushed. "I love it. I love you!" 

As he held her tight in his arms and the pair shared a delicate kiss, Jenna smiled. "Anything I do with you is perfect, Christopher. I don't need fancy hotels or expensive dinners. You know that, right?"

This was why he loved her. "That's why you deserve them," he blushed, kissing the top of her head. "I've literally never dated a woman that wasn't begging for me to toss money her way."

"I don't care about any of that stuff," Jenna admitted as she left his arms to wander around the large room. There was a desk and a seating area, a large balcony overlooking the city lights. She turned toward a second doorway, peeking inside to see a massive bed. Perfect. All she cared about was a nice bed to do raunchy, vile things in.

As she smirked to herself, she felt Chris' strong arms wrapping around her middle. "I specifically requested a large bathtub," he laughed as he placed kisses along her neck. "I know how the lady loves her bath-time."

"Indeed," Jenna giggled as she stepped away and toward the bedroom. Stepping through the doorway, she discovered that the massive bathroom – complete with a porcelain bowl-shaped tub and a 4-person glass shower enclosure – was her own wet dream come true.

"I guess you're leaving me now," Chris frowned playfully, lowering his head to stare at the marble floor.

Jenna snorted. "I don't think the bathroom can impregnate me, Christopher, so I guess I still have a use for you!"