| | Author: Katarina Stratford : - |
Natalia When he opened his eyes were in sight of the who knew the city was to be there many times. Vitty focused on driving did not hear her wake up. He straightened the seat back and exchanged a little smile. Under birthrates stopped for a brief stop off again and giving himself the change at the helm for the past twenty minute ride. The hotel where he had to go Vitty, Natalia knew him but did not say. A road that could have done with your eyes closed. When the engine stopped a concierge in uniform came to ask her if she had to park the car and she found herself embarrassed. Vitty answered for her.
"We thank you, my friend stopped a few hours with me."
Just time to take a backpack and they had to push the large glass door. They took a small lift in awkward which brought down all the bags and offered their first real laugh and walked along a wide corridor that smelled of wood second Natalia Santhal mixed with antique velvet. Vitty opened the door of room 302 and Natalia for the first time he heard her until then sigh. It was relief, was to feel safe. Only after he realized that in that room the bed was unmade. On the table a bag men's leather, paper, bound agenda. Vitty threw himself face down on the bed and began to breathe the scent. Christmas comes a scent that remote and uncertain.
"You can use the bathroom. Better than that of a service station. "
" Thank you. The shower would love to do. Provided that it does not disturb. "
" Why should he? "Why should Natalia had a clear idea. That the room was uncomfortable and wanted to mess up anything in the world plans of the girl. Seeing his hesitation Vitty grips his arm and said simply:
"I have protected collection and then not even know my name. A shower would be minimal. "
And maybe he was right. Natalia pulled out of the backpack and found a change of bubble bath to have forgotten his car.
"Imagine, those uses of the hotel, so I always do."
shut the door behind her and automatic light almost blinded, marble, gilding, really too heavy for his taste. But a shower is always a shower. He undressed and put his feet for on the edge of the tub bypassing the towels used by someone else and thrown to the ground. The water ran hot on his face when he reached for the bottle of liquid soap. They were all open and took a hand when he heard an almost imperceptible shiver up my spine. Soap that smelled of jasmine and if it would have taken him throughout the day. When
emerged from the bathroom, Vitty had just finished a phone call. She would stay there all afternoon. Natalia was going to pick up her bracelet, not specific to that type of bracelet they were but took his leave, after Vitty made her promise to meet in late evening at a precise point in the Area of the concert hall.
Just ten minutes after being Natalia came back into the car, opened the window and smoked a cigarette. Almost compulsively. Vitty seemed a nice girl, now that was no longer afraid. He seemed happy now that he had nothing more to fear.
I wonder if they could become friends.
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