The Mighty I

Chapter Five

I got in the elevator and pushed the button for floor 3. I took a deep breath as the elevator moved and told myself to just have some fun. The doors opened a few seconds later and I stepped out. I walked down the hallway and found room 326. I took another deep breath then knocked on the door. Noel opened the door a minute later. He looked so sexy. He had on dark jeans and a black t-shirt that said Milano Stone Island. We both smiled as he stepped aside to let me in. He shut the door behind me then looked at me. 

"Thanks for coming."

"Thanks for inviting me." I smiled.

"Dya want a drink?"

He walked over to the mini bar and opened it. 

"Sure."

"What do you want? 

"Tequila."

"Tequila, ok." He took a few small bottles out of the fridge and walked over to the giant bed and sat down. He set the bottles on the bed and looked at me. 

"Have a seat." He motioned to the bed with his head as he opened one of the bottles. 

"Ok." 

I kicked my heels off and climbed onto the bed. He handed me the small bottle of tequila. 

"So what brings you to Chicago?" I asked as I took the bottle.

He opened his own small bottle of tequila and took a sip then looked at me.

"You."

"Me?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

"I dunno. I feel drawn to you for some reason."

"You flew all the way here just to drink tequila with me?"

"Yep. Me wife's been bitchin alot lately about every fuckin thing. I just thought it would be a good idea to get away for a bit."

I took a sip of my tequila then made a face. 

"Wow, that's strong."

He chuckled.

"It's fuckin' tequila, what did ya expect?"

He grinned at me.

"Shut up. I don't usually drink straight tequila." I smiled.

He chuckled then finished his bottle in a few gulps.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked.

He shrugged.

"Hangout."

"Is that all?" I looked into his eyes. 

His eyes moved to my lips then back to my eyes. 

"I didn't ask you here for sex, if that's what you're asking, but if I weren't married, we'd be making better use of this bed. For sure."