Hell's Smitten (Gordon Ramsay x Reader)

*Chapter 36- July 4th Part 2/4

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Thursday, July 4th, 2013

The elevator dings as it reaches the roof and slides the doors open. I look over my shoulder to see if anyone is watching me, and I breathe a sigh of relief as I see that no one has noticed me leaving.

I step into the elevator and press the button to go to our floor. As I wait for the elevator to descend, I try wringing the pool water out of my hair. The elevator 'dings' again as I reach my destination and the doors open once more.

The hallways are long and the doors are spaced far apart. These must be huge rooms!

After a while walking, I reach the red team's room, room 408. I quickly slip inside and look around. There are two twin beds on the left wall, a large window overlooking the city and a big flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. There is an alcove with a sofa and a mini-fridge tucked away on the side. No one seems to have been in here yet but me. I've got to make sure that I don't give any reason for people to be suspicious of me or my whereabouts. I open the bathroom and turn the shower on cold so as to not waste warm water. The towel I am carrying is soaking wet, so I hang it up next to the shower. As an extra precaution, I take the 'do not disturb' sign off the end table and hang it on the bathroom door, just in case. I shut the door and exit the hotel room.

I walk a bit further until I reach the room labeled with a golden '410' and stand in front of the door, my breath caught in my throat.

After a moment, I unfreeze myself, realizing that I can't be seen standing outside a door that isn't mine and not come off suspiciously. I knock on the door.

**SMUT BELOW WARNING! Avert the eyes of your grandmothers, dogs and humanesque statues!**

It opens and Gordon is smiling at me. He bends down and picks me up, curling me into his chest and letting the door close.

"I was worried you wouldn't make it," he says while carrying me through the room.

"Sorry, I just had to be sure no one saw me and that everything looked convinc-" he tosses me down as I'm speaking onto the king-sized bed in the middle of the room, the last part of my sentence comes out as I bounce on the bed, "-ing!"

He then climbs onto the bed over me and nuzzles his face into the side of my neck. I giggle as I wrap my arms around his back.

"Thank you for being so cautious, love," he mumbles into my neck. "I love that I can trust you and that you trust me. How did I get so lucky?" he asks.

"You? Lucky? You meant to say me, right?" I say as I thread my fingers through his hair on the back of his head. I feel him smile into my neck before he lightly kisses the same spot and pulls back to look at me.

"I definitely meant me. You have no idea how long I've been looking for someone like you," he says sincerely as he brushes back my still wet hair from my forehead with his fingertips.

"What do you mean? You don't do this often?" I wave my wrist to indicate both of us and our current position with a wry grin.

He looks bashful for a moment. It is insanely cute.

"No, I don't. My wife told me a long time ago that if I could find a woman I fancied and whom could be confided in, I could pursue them. Soon it became achingly obvious that there aren't many women I fancy, and even fewer that can be trusted." He leans down to kiss me and I meet him halfway. Gordon sighs into the kiss and his body relaxes into mine.