Chapter 16: Hotel.
"Here's your room key." Sarah says, handing me a key card.
"Thanks." I say, staring at Zachary. He is talking to his manager. Sarah continues talking, but I tune her out.
Guys...
I think I like Zachary.
Okay, I don't like him, I worded that sentence wrong. Zachary just looks more attractive to me. I don't know why.
"Did you get that?" Sarah asks and I look at her.
"Huh?" I say, staring at her confused.
"There's a dinner tonight with the Pepsi representatives. They want you and Zachary to come together. They want to get to know you guys before you film tomorrow. There's a dress on your bed with shoes and accessories to match. Meet me back here in an hour. No later than." She warns.
"Yes mother." I retort before I start walking towards the elevator.
I press the button and wait for the elevator to arrive.
"Are you mad at me?" Zachary says as he stands beside me.
"No, why would you think I was?" I ask him.
"You've been distant since the plane ride." He says and I smile.
The elevator arrives and I walk in, Zachary enters behind me.
"I'm just giving you your space. I can't be all up on you like I'm your girlfriend." I tell him. He pushes the six on the keypad and I stare at him.
"I like it when you touch me, Valarie. Physical touch has always been our thing." He says, smirking at me.
"I don't even know what to say to you." I say and the elevator dings.
"You don't need to use your words." He whispers in my ear before he walks out of the elevator.
My knees buckle and I try to stand up straight.
What is he doing to me and why am I reacting this way?
Walking out of the elevator, I trail behind Zachary.
I need to chill out.
Zachary stops at his room door. My room is the door opposite his and I chuckle.
What are the odds?
"Don't take forever to get ready." He says before he enters his room.
I walk into my room and I breathe in the scent of the room. It smells like peaches. I scan the room as I walk to the bedroom. An emerald green silk dress, Bulgari snake necklace, diamond earrings and some silver pumps stare back at me as I look at the bed.
I tie my hair in a top bun and I strip. Wrapping myself in a white towel, I stroll to the bathroom. I run a bath and I pour the peach body wash in the bathtub. I wait for the water to bubble up before I step in. As soon as my body sinks into the water, the tense muscles and knots in my back loosen up.
Ahh, this is the life.
Ten minutes later, I'm applying lotion on my body. I don't know why Sarah got me everything in peach flavor. The room smells like peaches, my body wash is peach scented and so is this lotion. I don't know what she's trying to do.
I tie the white bathrobe around my naked body before I head to the dresser. I sit there and I apply a face mask. After three minutes, I wipe it off and start doing my makeup. I curl my hair and pin it in a bun, letting some strands fall free. When I'm done, I put on the dress, then the necklace, then the shoes.
Someone knocks at my door as I am buckling my shoe. I let the person on the other side wait until I am done before I walk to the door and open it.
Zachary is smiling back at me as he stares at me. His eyes travel down my body and he smirks.
"You look good." He compliments.
"Thank you. I wish I could say the same." I tell him, grabbing my coat as I walk out of the room, joining him in the hallway.
"I love the new scent." Zachary says and I roll my eyes.
"You mean my old scent. I don't like peaches anymore. I don't know why Sarah got me everything in peach flavor." I tell him as we walk down to the elevator.
"Because I asked her to." Zachary admits.
"There's no way you did that." I tell him. "How did you even get her number?" I ask.
"Her husband is my manager." He tells me and I stop in my tracks.
"That's a lie. Sarah isn't married." I tell him and she stops walking and looks back at me.
"Some boss you are. You don't even know little details about the people that work for you. How self absorbed can you be?" He asks as I suck my teeth at him.
"I am not self absorbed." I tell him, walking past him. I call for the elevator and wait.
"You totally are. You didn't even know Sarah was married." He says and I glare at him.
"Okay, that's enough." I say as I enter the elevator.
"Bet you also didn't know she has three kids." He informs me and I stare at him in shock.
"She does not." I gasp.
"You're one hell of a boss." Zachary says, laughing at me as I fold my arms in annoyance.
***
"So nice to finally meet you." Mr. Cooke, the male Pepsi representative, says, shaking my hand before I sit down opposite him. Zachary seats beside me.
"You two look better in person." Elena, the female Pepsi representative, says and Zachary laughs.
"The pictures didn't do me justice, aye?" Zachary asks and the woman blushes.
"I didn't mean it that way." She tells him and he nods.
"I'm just messing with you." He tells her and she smiles.
"How about we order?" Mr. Cooke suggests and we all agree.
I order shrimp scampi, spaghetti and red wine. Zachary orders a lobster, as usual. He's so safe when it comes to eating out. He always gets the same thing or orders food that he knows about. He never tries anything exotic.
"He'll have a side of champagne oysters with that." I tell the waiter and Zachary stares at me.
"I hear oysters are natural aphrodisiacs. So, do you two have any plans later?" Elena asks me and I shake my head.
"I just want Zach to try something he's never tried before, that's all." I tell her.
Elena and Mr. Cooke place their order and we wait. We chat about several things before the food finally arrives. We eat in silence as the chatter of people in the restaurant fill my ears and the clinking of cutlery on fine China.
When we're done eating, Elena tells us that we are expected to be on set by noon and we should be done with the shoot around four, so we can catch our flight to Italy. It's where the second scene of the commercial is being filmed.
I'm so excited for this whole experience.
The night ends on a positive note and Zachary and I are currently in the backseat of the town car that brought us here.
Zachary pulls out his phone and he types away. I use my side eye to stare into his phone and I can see that he's texting Sabrina. She's telling him how much she misses him and he tells her that he misses her too. As soon as he clicks send on that message, I place my hand on his thigh. He stares at me and I look away.
My hands travel to his zipper and I unzip his pants.
"Valarie." I hear Zachary say, trying to control himself.
"Shh." I tell him, putting my hand in his boxers and I grab his dick.
"Shit, Vee." He hisses.
"Be quiet." I whisper.
I work my hand slowly up and down his shaft and he groans. I lower my head and I take his tip into my mouth. Zachary runs his fingers through my hair as he moans.
I keep going to town as he holds a fistful of my hair.
"I'm close." He whispers and I nod.
I try my best not to choke as I take his full length and he releases, the warm liquid going down my throat. I zip his pants and I wipe my lip. I'm still fixing my hair when the driver tells us that we are at the hotel. I get out of the car, leaving Zachary in the back seat.