Meeting Marshall Mathers: The Slim Shady Era

Chapter 90

True to word we ended up at one of Chicago's most luxurious hotels, The Four Seasons Hotel.

Straight away Marshall had the presidential suite handed to him. The anticipation through my bones was building as the elevator escorted us further up and up the magnificent building...

"This is a dope suite" Marshall mumbled as he swiped the electronic card to gain access. The door clicked and Marshall then pushed open the door for us. As I walked forward I looked back for him, he closed the door and marched on up to me, guiding me through the ginormous living room come dining room. The whole suite was laced with plush golds and creams, a full windowed wall with sliding doors that gave access to the balcony, I could see because the curtains were pinned back and the balconies walls were lit with spot lights on the floor, I could also make out its feature which was a lit up waterfall sat behind what looked to be a glass table..

"Room service should be here soon so, get comfy" he ordered as he vanished off through another archway.

I smirked to myself and sat down on the gigantic sofa, it catered to every pressure point on my body as I relaxed in front of a big open lit fire, the benefits of dating Marshall always outweighed the cons, such as no public contact, dealing with a hothead who could be overly paranoid and uptight, not to mention him always flying here there and everywhere, I'd not experienced him leaving me yet, well putting aside when I returned home last year, but that was different and he wasn't officially mine, he still wasn't officially mine according to the public and his fans, they didn't know we was engaged, nor did anyone besides his mother, his niece and daughter and of course Nate. It pained me to not be able to declare it but I knew Marshall was controlled by his work and the industry he was in, it'd damage the sales and his appeal, but at least people knew about us and it wasn't no secret after his little stunt of throwing me on tv.. which, was here in Chicago.
I smiled with the feeling that this wasn't just purely coincidental... we could of gone to any city but we was back here in Chicago? My mind wandered...

"Room service?" Marshall came running back through the room at the bell going,

"Sorry!" I jumped out of my day dream,
"Day dreaming" I smiled softly,

"It's cool I got it" he halted me from the trolley as he brought it in,

"I never heard you order?" I sat back down as he clasped the big fancy bottle of plonk,

"Didn't need to, it's complimentary upon arrival" he grumbled as he popped the cork,

"I still don't get what all this is for?" My suspicion reared,

"Why you gotta ask? Just enjoy it" he handed me a glass and then walked over to a sound system that was proudly perched upon a dark mahogany unit, the radio came on and instantly the atmosphere filled with a chilled out, sensual vibe with the soft sound of a slow indie band song, with the singers raspy vocals and a nice bass backing it...

"Remember the last time we was here?" I brought it up, he sat down besides me and pulled me to lay on him,

"Yea... You was on that show" he looked at me,

"When we finally went public" I smiled at the recollection,

"Yea.. yeah it was" he cleared his throat,

"Have I missed something, like an important date to you or?"

"No, why you gotta be so suspicious?" He smiled at me with a little grin,

"I'm just... we never do this"

"Well..." He sat up,
"I wanted to spend this time with you so you ain't too upset when I'm gone tomorrow"