I want more.
I've always wanted more.
Now I'm in this Hotel Room looking at the man that agreed to do this, the same man who is a brooding mystery to the girls in the office. The one with dark eyes always focused on his work ignoring the outside world. The man who wears black Monday to Friday, tense muscles bunched beneath the expensive fabrics of his suits.
The one who I want.
Who's mine for one night.
But, is one night what he wants?
• Please Listen to 'Hotel' By Montell Fish, this song was my inspiration for this short story •