4. Dress Nice

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Gwen's phone buzzed late the next day. Among all her notifications, it was the most thrilling to see.

'Meet me in the lobby in an hour. ~N'

Gwen chuckled. Why he always felt the need to sign his name or initial, she'd never know.

How ominous and not at all subtle.

N: Have you ever known me to be subtle? ~N

G: Good point. Where are we going?

N: Does it matter? Dress nice. ~N

G: How nice?

He left her on read. The three little dots appeared and disappeared multiple times before she set her phone down. She started going through her suitcase to find something to wear. But her options were fairly limited considering she hadn't planned for any nice dinners out.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Gwen glanced to Giles, who was laying in bed, scrolling through social media on his phone.

"Did you order room service again?"

He lowered his phone and looked at her over the rims of his glasses. "No."

She got up and went to the door. Upon opening it, she saw Nikolaj, dressed dashingly in his black slacks and blue button-down. His smile lit up the entire room and she couldn't help but beam back at him.

"Well hello there."

"Hi." Her pale brows furrowed. "What are you doing here? How did you find my room? What happened to an hour?"

"Selfies with the women at the front desk get you a long way when you're me. And as for the hour I was just...in the neighborhood." He grinned.

She scoffed and went to turn away, but he quickly grabbed her around the waist and collided his lips with hers. Backing her into the room, she tried to push him away by the shoulders. But Nik persisted, attempting to shove his tongue between her lips.

"N-Nik!" She squealed and shoved his face away from hers just as they stumbled into Giles' view. They both immediately froze.

Giles blinked and simply stared at the idiotic duo before him. In their struggle, Gwen failed to notice Nikolaj's hand shoved down the back of her pants, fingers gripping her ass. Gwen had the heel of her hand pressed into his cheekbone, forcing him to look away. Nik's other hand way possessively grabbing at her side.

Giles coughed out a laugh and snapped a quick photo of them. "That's a keeper." He shoved himself out of bed and walked past them. "I'm going to go down to the lobby to see what kind of drinks they have. Don't dirty up the bed." He smirked and left the room after swiping his wallet and room key off the table.

As the door clicked shut, Nik slowly looked to Gwen, who had the fires of hell burning in her eyes.

"Remove your hand from my trousers."

He quickly did so, then stood up straight. "I um, I apologize."

"You knew he was staying with me. How horrible would it look if we had separate rooms? You know we're still a couple right? It's not just you. And I know for you it's not just me either."

"I don't know, Gwen, I'm sorry. I always just assume you're alone." He glanced around the room.

She looked him up and down. "Well now I know what to wear." Gwen started grabbing a suit from the closet area.

She sighed and calmed herself. She shouldn't be mad at him, he's just a lust-stricken fool exactly like she is. He just doesn't think things through all that thoroughly.

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