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He releases my wrist. “Sounds like fun.”
“You are such a jerk,” I mutter, stomping back to my room and as far away from Anson as possible. Partly because I can’t stand to look at him any longer. And partly so that he doesn’t see the flush in my cheeks.
EIGHT
~ Anson ~
I know I shouldn’t relish in other people’s misery and fear, but Kinsley’s reaction amused the shit out of me. She gives the impression of being a tough bitch. But she was genuinely freaked out in the dark hallway, with the creepy plastic sheets hanging over all the doors and entranceways. There’s practically no light inside this hallway, as all the light fixtures had been removed and disconnected. And it does look a little like a scene from a serial killer movie or something. So I can understand why she had such a fright when I appeared from seemingly out of nowhere. I didn’t follow her around intentionally. I heard a noise too, and it was pretty loud. I heard it several times, and out of sheer curiosity, I wanted to see what was happening. Maybe Kinsley got herself stuck somewhere. You never know with women like her.
I tilt my head as I stare at her ass as she storms away again. It’s apparent her ass is becoming one of my favorite features on her. Only because I get to see it so many times. I have the vision in my mind of her crouched before me, sucking my cock, and I instantly get hard again. I barely know this woman, and already she has that power over me to make me go from flaccid to rock hard in a matter of seconds. Fuck, what I would do to her if she gave me half a chance.
She won’t, obviously.
“Unbelievable,” she exclaims while she walks to the large plastic sheet covering the doorway leading to the stairwell and the other hallway. “I can’t believe I’m stuck with him at this stupid hotel.”
“It’s perfectly okay to be scared, you know,” I call out as she storms off again.
She stops in the hallway and turns to me. “I was not scared, okay? I heard a sound and just wanted to know what it was.”
“And that’s why you let out a scream that would make any scream queen jealous,” I say and cross my arms. “Let me walk you back to your room. I wouldn’t want you to walk alone in this scary old abandoned hotel.
She slowly approaches and glares at me. “You think you’re so slick with that charming smile and your whole demeanor that says you can do or say whatever you want. But let me tell you something. You’re a bully, an arrogant son of a bitch-”
“And your knight in shining armor, ready to save you from the dark and scary dark hallway,” I announce with a condescending smirk on my face.
“I wasnotscared! And I don’t need your help. Not now, and not ever.”
“Yet you were the one who asked me about the thermostat and the heating system,” I reply.
“Fuck off!”
Her exclamation is louder than I expect, and I take a step back. Of course, she was scared. I could see it in her eyes.
“Leave me alone,” she calls out and whirls around again. She disappears behind the plastic sheet, and I hear her loud stomps as she makes her way down the hallway.
My shoulders slump as I feel bad for making fun of her. Admittedly, I was also a little unsettled by the noise I heard, which turned out to only be a window blowing in the wind. Plus, the howling wind outside makes everything sound and feel so much worse. It’s eerie and a little unsettling.
“Kinsley,” I call out to her, and much to my amazement, I push the plastic sheet back and leave the dark hallway. I didn’t expect myself to run after her, but I do. I’m not a complete jerk as she thinks I am. “Wait up.”
“I said get away from me,” she mutters angrily.
“Kinsley, I’m sorry.”
She stops abruptly and turns towards me. “I must be hallucinating. Did you just apologize to me?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry I mocked you for being scared.”
She cocks her head at me in disbelief and crosses her arms. “I was not scared, okay? Stop saying that I was.”
“Then why the hell are you so mad?” I ask.
“Because as much as I love my job, I don’t want to be here anymore. The heating system is broken, there’s no one around except for you, and I just want to go home. Honestly.”
“It’s not like we’re staying here forever.”
“Thank god for that,” she exclaims. “That’s probably the thing I’m most grateful for. Only having to spend one night with you in this place.”
I chuckle and look at her. “You wish,” I reply coyly.
