After the awkward pale boy left, Lilian and Post continued on with their activity. Eventually, they did indulge in their slightly overpriced room service.
Lilian loved herself some Eggs Benedick, oops Eggs Benedict. She had never been so happy in her whole life.
"Damn Sissifer. What time is it?" her dearest inquired.
"Mm, it's about half past I fucking love you Austin Post."
He chuckled. "Sissifer, come on. What time, on the clock?"
"10:38, don't tell me you have to go baby." Lilian whined, it was a selfish request and she knew it, the world needed to hear her lover's voice.
Post looked at her with puppy dog eyes, "Sorry doll." he said and kissed her on the forehead.
It was a lovely, warm sensation and it made Lilian smile.
"Fine, but you owe me." she said smirking at him.
He merely winked and then proceeded to dress himself for his day off making music.
Lilian laid back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, she felt inflated like a birthday balloon filled with helium.
"Au revoir, mon amour." she said as he left, she didn't know if her French was correct but who cared?
She was in love, this time, she wasn't on her own in that endeavor.
