In the quiet hours of the night, as the city lights of Dubai danced outside their windows, Jerry found himself standing outside Lydia's hotel room, hesitating for a moment before mustering the courage to knock. His heart was pounding in his chest, unsure of how she would react to his unexpected visit. But he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to see her again, to feel her presence, and to express the feelings he had been holding back for so long.
Just as Jerry raised his hand to knock, the door opened, and there stood Lydia, her eyes sparkling with surprise and anticipation. She was just a few steps away from heading into the shower, clad in a simple yet alluring nightgown that draped over her curves. Jerry was taken aback by her beauty, even in this simple moment, and it only fueled his desire to be close to her.
"Jerry?" Lydia's voice was soft and inviting, her eyes holding a glimmer of something more. "What are you doing here?"
