me that night. She tried to put herself in check, but it was difficult not to

nfident he was,he knew it too. His body was lean and lithe, his skin kissed with the faintest tan. His wavy hair was black and thick and his dark eyes were narrowed and watchful. He looked—not exa

istakable aura of a man with power radiating from every part of his body. Her heart thundered beneath the silk of her shirt as she appr

im… just a friendly smile, she thought. And maybe it wouldn't be so hard to say what she wan

ecessary and over explaining, and it was happening now. "I…I ermmm… I decided to

king, before he took one of the glasses from the tray. She couldn't blame him. Even sh

ance to speak to him. But what had she expected? She asked herself. That he would engage her in some kind of small-talk which would provide the perfect opportunity for her to tell him that she wanted a position in

fairy tales never worked out the way you wanted them

knew that it'd make her look a bit creepy. At this point, she didn't care anymore. She was just going to have to cho

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ed up to his hotel room. Well, Elizabeth was the one stumbling w

o your room instead. I don't want to be alone tonight, Scott. And why

ek so she'd look at him. "I told you I need to attend to some

ork to attend to, but he also wasn't in the mood to spend the night w

ine or two before I leave" Elizabeth said. "It's the l

bar, but he decided to keep his thoughts to himself. If a glass of wi

e, but neither of them expected to see a waitress standing in the middle of the roo

owed it, Vivian thought as she watched him slip his hands in his p

der someone, and Vivian thought that the lady looked like

er direction or make any effort to answer her question. His eyes seemed glued on Vivian and

want?" he a

is, but I just… I needed to talk to you." She stammered. She glanced over at the woman who still ha

this?" the woma