She stood outside the hotel door for a long while, key in hand. She was just about to unlock the door when a case of the nerves hit her. Did she shave? Did her hair look alright? How about the dress she wore underneath the large brown trench coat? Would he be impressed? Would he even be there? Was this all a trick? No. She couldn't think like that.
She took a deep breath and inserted the key. The red light flashed green and the door opened with a gentle push. The hotel room was nice, very vanilla. White washed walls and a large slightly uncomfortable looking king sized bed in the middle. And there he was, standing in the middle of the room, looking right at her. Her eyes widen as the door closes behind her.
"U-Um, h-hello again..." She hardly squeaks out, her hands holding tight to the purse on her shoulder. They had been talking all day but they had avoided talking about that evening, a fact that only seemed to make her more nervous about the unknown.
"Come to me, little girl..." He demands sweetly, a hand outstretched to her. She nods and takes a few steps towards Him, her right hand going to take His. He pulls her back into his chest and wraps his arms around her trembling form. She buries her face in His neck, taking in His musky scent again as she closes her eyes. Wrapped up in His arms, she felt safe, warm and like that, her trembling stopped.