Keenan and Jasmine walked down the hotel lobby to the room they were staying in hand in hand. Sometimes they looked at each other and smiled like the world seemed to belong to the two of them regardless of the few visitors who were watching them.
Feeling impatient, Keenan immediately lifted Jasmine's body on his shoulders like a rice thief, occasionally patting Jasmine's buttocks for the first time.
"Ahh...don't be domesticated," Jasmine exclaimed, laughing with amusement from being hit by Keenan. "Keenan put me down. I'm dizzy if this continues," she continued by hitting Keenan's hard shoulder.
"I'm not going to drop you here, but on a bed that will be a silent witness to our sacred night," said Keenan then opened the white hotel room door while still carrying Jasmine on his shoulder.
