Kiss me and make it better
The entirety of the hotel smelled of liquor and sex now. It was late, almost 3 when we made it back to the lobby. Madison hadn't spoken a word since we left, her fake smile plastered on her face. My heart was still fluttering, years of nightmares, moments, flashes… It was all real. Part of me was terrified, but the rest of me was excited. I had to know, I had to know if it was real. But he kicked me out before I was able to talk to him.
Is that why he pushed me away? Pangs of rejection hit trying to knock me off my feet, I tried to shake it as we headed for the exit. Madison called for a car that met us out front, she wasn't usually this spend happy, but I could assume whatever 'Lord Valentine' paid her for us was more than enough. She was more than excited when she saw it, but now, she seemed somber.
