I found my key-card and silently left the hotel room. I crept down the hallway back to mine, humoring myself by moving like I was a spy trying not to be seen nor heard. I reached my room and entered. Though I had a great night, a type of sadness washed over me. I was in my room, alone. And unless things were to change, this would be the norm. Not that I minded the sneaking around. It added to the sexiness of everything happening. But at the same time this felt rather childish, and some things I was just too much of an adult to deal with.

I managed...