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We walked towards the elevator, our shoes clattering against the marble floor in the empty hallway. I pressed the elevator button and we waited for the lift.
Reagan hummed beside me. I couldn’t decipher what it was but when I peered down at her, she was slightly swaying, her fingers tapping on the side of her leg as if she was still playing on that piano.
She might have noticed me looking at her because she looked up, and when her green eyes locked into my dark ones, she beamed, her eyes heavy.
“Tired already?” I joked, pulling her against me, my arm wrapped around her bare shoulder.
“Uh-huh,” she murmured, her body sagging against mine. “Tired and hungry. Mostly hungry.”
“You know we can go to the kitchen and ask Alejandra to whip us up something to eat.”
“You can do that?”
“Of course, the hotel has 24-hour room service. That includes food.”
She considered this for a moment, but she shook her head. “I’m not risking being seen with you. No offense, of course.”
“Of course.”
Then, the elevator arrived with a ping, and we walked inside. I pressed the button for the basement parking lot. And when Reagan and I were settled, leaning against the handrail of the elevator, I felt her head leaning against my shoulder.
When the elevator doors closed, and I felt our descent, I leaned mine against hers.
***
I popped the trunk of my Tesla as Reagan waited, holding the paper bag filled with our food. She was basically bouncing on her feet at the smell of her double cheeseburger, twister fries, six-piece McNuggets, and our drinks. We had gotten bottled water for me and Diet Coke for her.
The parking lot was empty when we arrived, but thankfully, the nearest McDonald’s was open 24 hours. Unfortunately, because of its odd location, there wasn’t a drive-thru.
Reagan was not kidding when she said she was hungry. She ordered everything on the menu while I ordered one cheeseburger for myself. But I didn’t question her. Instead, I paid for our little dinner and we decided to eat in the parking lot.
“Why can’t we eat inside?” I had asked her when she proposed the idea.
“The next thing we need is people recognizing you and taking photos of us.”
Right. Because a boss and his employee couldn’t be seen being friendly at this time of night. So I shut my mouth and agreed, even though I hated the part where Reagan was basically saying that she didn’t want to be seen with me.
Purely physical, Matthew, I reminded myself inwardly.
Reagan was also wrong about the weather tonight because when we left the car to order inside, a breeze flew by, causing her to yelp at the sensation while covering her breasts, her nipples growing hard at the chill.
So like the gentleman that I was, I offered her my coat and reminded her one last time to take a jacket with her when she went places.
“Are you sure you can finish all that, Reagan?” I asked once the trunk was all set. She took a step closer, as I let her take a seat first and settled the food on the back of the floor of the car.
I nestled my broad shoulders beside her and she got right to it, opening her fries and popping the greasy, twisted potatoes in her mouth. She moaned when the flavors hit her mouth, and my dick twitched at the sounds she was making.
“I can’t remember the last time I had these,” she said, taking our burgers out of the bag. She handed me mine after she unwrapped it for me without noticing what she had just done. Perhaps it was something she had done for her brother back home, too.
“I swore off these things years ago,” I agreed.
“What, McDonald’s?”
“Fast food.”
“Why?” she asked as I had killed her dog, taking a big bite from her burger at almost the same time. I did too and I allowed myself to indulge in the fatty, oily patty.
“It’s unhealthy.”
