"Are you kidding? I'm exhausted!" I laughed. "And starving!"
"Starving? After that serving of meat you just had?" He laughed while pushing himself further into me to highlight which piece of meat he was referring to.
"Euck. You always have to ruin the mood." I chuckled as I pulled away from him.
"Come on, let's go get you some food."
We left the bathroom, I shuddered as the cold air of the bedroom hit my wet skin, suddenly a towel was draped over my head. Coach dried off my hair before moving onto my shoulders.
"I can dry myself you know?"
"I know, but I'm not going to miss a chance to touch you am I? I'm not stupid." He stuck his tongue out.
"Who lied and said you're not stupid?" I stole a kiss, his face froze in shock.
"You know, I can't read you sometimes." He looked so serious.
I felt bad for the times I had berated him now yet I couldn't stop myself.
"What about you? One minute your joking, then you're serious, then you're like a horny, sexy teenager!"
"Sexy?" He grinned.
"That's what you took from the whole sentence?" I chuckled, how could he be both the most annoying person I've ever met but also ridiculously endearing. I wanted to simultaneously throw him out of my room and throw him on my bed.
"I just like you is all." He shrugged as if what he'd said had no consequence, my cheeks blushing should have told him everything he needed.
"Anyway, let's go get that food, I'm hungry now too!"
He pulled on his jeans not even bothering to put on his boxers, he picked up his T-shirt from the bed and sniffed it before holding it out to me.
"Does this smell ok to you?"
How could I tell him that he was gross for doing that but also that his natural scent mixed with his cologne made the T-shirt smell so good.
"It's fine." I muttered as I pulled on my own clothes.
We left my hotel room and made our way to the restaurant that was almost empty. Ever the gentleman Coach pulled out my chair for me before sitting down himself.
The waiter came over to take our orders. I ordered the regular burger and fries. Coach laughed at my choice as if I was the stereotypical tourist scared to take a risk on something different but the menu didn't really have anything different on it anyway.
"I'll have what he's having, he has great taste." He winked at me from across the table, I rolled my eyes in response.
We made small talk while waiting for our food to arrive, his foot constantly rubbing against my own almost like he couldn't cope without some form of physical connection but honestly I was glad for it. I began to wonder about how I would have felt if I'd not met Coach on this journey. I'm sure I would have felt very lonely in the cold vast spaces of this stunning country. Sure there are the rest of the tour group but most of them are couples or families so I wouldn't have wanted to try and force myself into their groups. I smiled thinking of how he has actually made this trip very special, I could have missed the Northern Lights completely, he's filled me in on lots of history that hasn't been mentioned elsewhere. I also can't complain about the sex, that was definitely an added bonus that I hadn't intended to add to my itinerary.
"What are you smiling at?"
"Nothing, I'm just glad I met you...I guess." It still felt weird admitting I appreciated his company.
"Oh you're not a cold, unfeeling rock? Good to know!"
I kicked him gently under the table.
"Ow!" He exaggerated. "You're gonna have to kiss that better later you know."
"I'm not kissing anything!"
"We'll see." He was so sure of himself but he was probably right to be so, I think at this point we knew neither of us could deny how attracted we were to each other anymore.
The waiter brought over our food and no sooner had the plates hit the table than did I see Adam walk into the restaurant. Walk might be a bit strong, he stumbled slightly into the restaurant. He was visibly tipsy if not full blown drunk. I became anxious at the thought he might see us, and as seemed to be the theme for this trip my fears became reality. His eyes looked straight in our direction and he started to head towards us bumping into tables as he went.
"We should've ordered room service...." I muttered.
"Huh?" Coach questioned as he turned around to see what I was looking at.
"Oh Adam.. how are yo.." before Coach even had chance to finish his formalities Adam threw himself into a chair next to me.
