Time Away

3 Months Left

"Daniel!" I screamed.
We were having another skype call together.
"3 months left! I've been crossing out the days!" I started jumping around as I crossed yesterday out.
"Sloane, sit down!"
"Why? I'm excited." he sighed.
"Well this is gonna be a lot worse." I took a seat and replied scared,
"What baby?"
"Zendaya and Trevor planned a double date with us." I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Ahhh!! Baby I love you!! Fuck yes!"
"Sloane! Babe, it's on Saturday. I'll have a chauffeur drive to you now and bring you to my hotel for the weekend. Okay?" I could hardly focus right now.
"S-sure. Yeah I-I-I'll get ready now. Bye Daniel." I blew a kiss into the camera.
"Bye Sloane." He pretended to catch it and press it against his lips.

I immediately began packing. I packed comfy clothes for Friday and Sunday, and Saturday I packed my white Neff sweater with the Mickey logo, my acid washed skinny jeans, and my white converse sneakers, for a casual date. And an all white bodycon dress and silver 3 inch heels for a formal one. And I also packed lingerie for my dear sweet Daniel.
BEEP BEEP
I finished packing and ran out the door.

...

I finally reached Daniel's hotel and he was standing there waiting by the door.
"Daniel! I missed you so much!" I threw my arms around him and took in his scent. A strong, lingering Old Spice scent that made me wanna take him to our room already.
"Hey. I missed you too babe."
He took my bag and walked us both to his room.
"So how has the tour been so far?"
"Pretty good. Perry and me have been cracking each other up and the fans are always great. I just love when I perform." We walked out the elevator and walked to our room door.
"Sounds like you're doing me proud baby."
"I'll do you one better babe." He licked his lips as he pulled me into his, opening the door and kicking it shut. He threw me on the bed, ripping off my burgundy skater dress, leaving my first pair of lingerie to try out. It was a red garter with black laced panties.
Daniel smirked widely at me. He leaned into me, his lips pressed firmly against mine as my legs encased his hips. I could feel him as he'd grind against my body, moans escaping my lips. He took his time taking off the lingerie, taking mental photos of me in it. At this point we were both fully undressed. But he stopped and just looked at me.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing," he chuckled. "I just really missed you."
He leaned in again but kissed me slowly. All his movements were slow and passionate, as if any quickening of pace would disrupt the natural order of things...

He held me close to his body as if I'd blow away.
"I love you." He mumbled into my neck.
"I love you too."