Ferrari pulled away, but kept an arm around my waist to help steady me.
"The cops?" I breathlessly asked, looking around for something to throw over me.
Thankfully, he was already on it, helping me get dressed into the clothes brought by the staff. At the back of my mind, I wondered if it was okay to wear what hadn't been paid for. But that thought melted when another person knocked on the door.
"I'm officer Jones from the NYPD! I have reason to believe that Mr Rowan Hayes is currently hiding inside this room! There's a warrant with me for arrest..."
Warrant?
I was still very horny, but not enough that I couldn't tell I was in loads of trouble. I looked around the room for a window to crawl out through, but the place was sealed tight.
"What do we do?" I panicked.
