***Putting the key in the door***

          Scott was leaving his car at Sadie’s and driving mine, it was just a minute as he grabbed his phone.

 I could hear that he called inside to let the managers know he was leaving his car and would pick it up in a day or two as he was not scheduled to work.

 I’m not available if anything happens, I need a couple of days off.

 I had to secretly smile when I heard him say that.

Waiting as he moved his car around back, it could not be seen from the road and the other managers would keep an eye on it for him.

 I started to panic because I could not find the car keys, but I guess Scott had them. 

Guess it was his way of keeping me from running which he was probably right, I would have gotten in the car never looking back.

Questions of doubt were running through my thoughts, usually, I can protect myself, pretty good but now my heart is trying to tell me it was going to be ok.

 Confusion, excitement, doubts and nerves all at once are how I felt.

 Can I, for the first time in months finally feel safe?

I started to second guess if this was a good idea at all.  He was coming back and even though I could of having stopped it, to be honest, it had been a long time since I had been with anyone and I wanted this – no, I needed this.

 I didn’t want it to be a one-night stand.

(had done too many which had ended badly)

Would Scott still be there in the morning was the biggest question?

Let’s be honest here, would this end like other nights, I still had to protect my secret but maybe for a few hours, it was OK to just let it all go.

Scott came around the corner and all I could do was smile, I still do not know what this was, but I finally gave in, throwing caution to the wind.

Scott put his arm around me and pulled me close, here comes the first real kiss and when his soft lips were close to mine, just at the point of that first gentle kiss,

 Scott whispers

 “What’s the name of the hotel?”

 We both cracked up, through the laughter I told him where we were going.

 As he started the car, Desperado came on and I thought how weird that was.

 As we turned onto the highway, I reached over putting my hand on his leg.

 What’s the worst that can happen, right?

 I waited for his response, thinking he would say something but he just gently took my hand. We didn’t say much which was OK, I know my nerves were showing and I could start to see that he was too.

Do you know how sometimes you just know this person who has drifted into your life for whatever reason is supposed to be there for something?

That is what I started feeling, this beautiful soul had drifted in my life for some reason and I just needed to let go and enjoy. Maybe he was supposed to carry the load for a while and I just needed to let him. Scott was seeing me different and maybe I needed to start seeing what he was.

Scott pulled into a parking spot and turned off the car.

 It was that nervous silence again and I was not sure what to say.

 “Can I say something, Maddie? Please?”

I nodded and took a deep breath, where my worst fears about to come true?

Scott reached for my shanking hand, wrapping his long fingers around mine.

          “Tonight when you came in, at first I felt like it was just another night. I could see you were tired, just wanted some company, but I kept my distance. When you looked at me tonight telling me what you wanted for dinner I could see that you’re tired and broken.

There is something there Maddie and I want to help you find that spark again, whatever that thing is that is missing in your life.

 I have no idea where this will go, but I want to find out. Maddie, you are a beautiful woman, I can see you’re smart, but someone or something as caused you to shut down.  I just want to help you find your way back to life.”

As Scott spoke,

All I could do was listen,

 I felt the first of many tears rolling down my cheek.

 I did not know how to respond, just sitting listening as he asked me to.  For some reason, he could look into my soul and know that I had been so hurt, that I had shut down and that I was just plain scared.

I reached over to caress his cheek as the tears rolled down my face.

“I thought I had done a good job of hiding my feeling.

Protecting myself, not letting anyone get close.

 For some reason you can see behind how I feel and you told me to trust you so, I am going to try.

That is the best I can do, all I can offer you.”

Scott got out of the car and I thought.

 “Oh no this is over, right here and now.”

He came around to my side of the car and opened the door.

I was stunned, I had no clue what to say or do really. 

“You coming or are we going to try this in a Prius?”

 “OK, you win,”

 I said,

 but in my heart, I heard,

“you’re an idiot and this is going to end badly and you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.”

As we were walking in I realized I needed my bag for identification, to pay for the room and I had left it on the back seat of the car.

Scott started to hand me the keys and then stopped,

“I will go,”

 he said,

“I am not taking any chances of you pulling a runner.”

The night desk clerk greeted me with a smile, it was nice.

He pulled up my paperwork, and as I was filling things in Scott came back.

The clerk asked me,

“How long will you be staying with us?”

 My plan was a couple of days but Scott piped up and answered,

 “At least a week if not two.”

 Guess I had no choice in this one but I told him I would try and trust him so

 “Ok, you heard the man,”

 I replied.

We found our room and unlocked the door.

 I loved staying in the suites, I could cook for myself, I was as self-sufficient as I possibly could be, yet money was no issue but I was happy living the way I was.

 Not noticing that Scott had left to go back to the car, I walked into the room and I must say, wow. It was beautiful. warm and inviting, a great bed and the kitchen was nice, I could see that eventually a food run would be needed.

As we were walking in I realized I needed my bag for identification, to pay for the room and I had left it on the back seat of the car.

Scott started to hand me the keys and then stopped,

“I will go,”

 he said,

“I am not taking any chances of you pulling a runner.”

The night desk clerk greeted me with a smile, it was nice.

He pulled up my paperwork, and as I was filling things in Scott came back.

The clerk asked me,

“How long will you be staying with us?”

 My plan was a couple of days but Scott piped up and answered,

 “At least a week if not two.”

 Guess I had no choice in this one but I told him I would try and trust him so

 “Ok, you heard the man,”

 I replied.

We found our room and unlocked the door.

 I loved staying in the suites, I could cook for myself, I was as self-sufficient as I possibly could be, yet money was no issue but I was happy living the way I was.

 Not noticing that Scott had left to go back to the car, I walked into the room and I must say, wow. It was beautiful. warm and inviting, a great bed and the kitchen was nice, I could see that eventually a food run would be needed.

I got lost in the view out the window, not hearing Scott come back in.

 He had the camera and computer bag, setting it on the desk.

 “What else do you need out of the car for tonight?”

 “Just the suitcase,”

 I told him and he quickly disappeared again.

I was just lying on the bed having a good stretch when I heard him open the door again, close again and put the chain on the door.

 Tossing the key card on the desk as he walked by he came to the bed and sat next to me.

 As I gave him a hug I thanked him for doing that.

“You didn’t have to you know.

 I was quite happy to unload the car.”

 “For the next week, it is my job to spoil you as you have never been spoiled,”

he said, grinning ear to ear.

 I could feel my face turning red and I turned away from him, thinking that I do not deserve this, have not done anything at all to deserve to be treated like a princess. 

I turned off all of the lights except those next to the bed.

Scott was putting his wallet, and stuff from his pocket on the desk.

He grabbed me and pulled me close, it felt good to be in his arms finally and it felt safe.

 I wanted him to kiss me, gently, softly, that first kiss, I needed to know what he tasted like.

I got lost in the view out the window, not hearing Scott come back in.

 He had the camera and computer bag, setting it on the desk.

 “What else do you need out of the car for tonight?”

 “Just the suitcase,”

 I told him and he quickly disappeared again.

I was just lying on the bed having a good stretch when I heard him open the door again, close again and put the chain on the door.

 Tossing the key card on the desk as he walked by he came to the bed and sat next to me.

 As I gave him a hug I thanked him for doing that.

“You didn’t have to you know.

 I was quite happy to unload the car.”

 “For the next week, it is my job to spoil you as you have never been spoiled,”

he said, grinning ear to ear.

 I could feel my face turning red and I turned away from him, thinking that I do not deserve this, have not done anything at all to deserve to be treated like a princess. 

I turned off all of the lights except those next to the bed.

Scott was putting his wallet, and stuff from his pocket on the desk.

He grabbed me and pulled me close, it felt good to be in his arms finally and it felt safe.

 I wanted him to kiss me, gently, softly, that first kiss, I needed to know what he tasted like.

He was close to me, like before when he told me to trust him but, this time he kissed me.

 His lips were soft, he explored just inside of my lips with the tip of his tongue. 

As he kissed me again, I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

I could feel him trying to do something with my shirt but I was not quite sure what was going on.

          His fingers were not working like he wanted them to. I started to giggle realizing that he was having trouble with my bra, Scott had reached up under my shirt and was trying to undo it.

 I stepped back and we both broke out in laughter. 

Scott was embarrassed but it was a good ice breaker.

 “I have to ask just one thing, you don’t make love with your socks on do you because that is a deal-breaker.”

          “Madison, I promise you that there are no socks in this relationship what so ever.”

After more awkward giggling from both of us, we moved over to the bed and I reached for the bottom of my sweat-soaked Disney shirt and slowly pulled it off. 

Thank God I had bought new bras before I left.

Damn buttons on his work shirt were giving me a hard time but I managed to get it off.

There it was – the 6 pack I knew was hiding under his work shirt.

Scott managed to get my bra undone finally but now it was the damn button on his jeans that was holding us up.

 “Well, damn it all to hell!”

 I kept getting the feeling this was not supposed to happen.

          I finally got it and he slipped out of his jeans, as I slipped into bed, under the sheets, we held each other close.

Making love, taking our time, there was no hurry.

I so used to take the lead, but tonight it was Scott who took the lead, exploring, pleasuring, kissing, finding those little places that pushed me to the next level. 

We were both totally exhausted but so happy, we curled up together.

 I was scared to let go of Scott, in case all of this as just a dream.

 I got comfortable and Scott snuggled in behind me, wrapping his arms around me.

 For the first time in ages, letting my guard down and admitting that I was safe and happy.

 Life was good and I was not going to let anything spoil it at least for the next few days.