A Safe Pair of Hands Ch. 07-08

It had Nick almost shaking with longing to just touch her. She was so incredibly beautiful, so absolutely desirable, and just so god damned sexy!

"Your room is now ready for you, sir." The receptionist walked over to where they were just finishing the last of the coffee, having demolished the plates of sandwiches and cakes.

She held out a key card to Nick, and after he had taken it, she offered one to Sadie as well.

"The elevator is just behind the reception desk - to the left of it, and you are on the third floor, room three zero eight."

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Nick carried both of their cases with ease, since they were both only small overnight ones, and they found that the elevator was already on the ground floor, and the doors opened as soon as Sadie pressed the button.

There was no one around at the moment, and the place had a strange sense of hushed expectancy about it. Almost as though it had just sucked in a breath, and was now simply, waiting to exhale.

The room on the third floor was a fairly small room, with twin single beds sitting side by side, with just a little gap in between them. They took up most of the space in the room, but there was a small chest of drawers besides each bed, and the one next to the bed, which Nick was now sitting on had a tray on it, with cups and a kettle, and tea and coffee making facilities.

Fixed to the wall at the foot of the beds was a small flat screen television set, and the remote control for the television was in a little folder thing that was also attached to wall, right next to the television, and so Nick stood up again and walked across to picked it up.

He pressed the button, and the television hummed and flickered, and then the news came on, and of course it was all about the weather.

Nick had put Sadie's case on the first bed, nearest to the second door of this room, which she guessed led to their bathroom.

She glanced at her watch, to see that it was nearly four o'clock and decided to take a shower, and freshen up a little after hours spent in the car.

She told Nick as much as she flicked open her case and began to pull out items.

Nick flashed a quick smile. "You do that, and I will make us another cup of coffee, once I have given Mr Redding a call."

"Thank you," she could not keep the surprise out of her voice, that the boss of the company that she worked for, the domineering Nicholas J Hargreaves - MD was offering to make her a drink.

He grinned across at her as he easily read her expression.

"I have lived on my own for most of my adult life," he told her a little ruefully, "You would be surprised at how useful I am around a kitchen... and other rooms too, for that matter," he finished a little suggestively.

"I don't doubt that for a minute," Sadie couldn't resist saying as she grabbed her toiletries bag and bolted for the bathroom.

Had he just been flirting with her?

Sadie realised that she had been standing in the bathroom for several moments with her toiletries bag clutched to her chest like a child's teddy bear.

Nick would start to wonder what she was doing in here, if she loitered for too long.

She put her bag on the counter next to the sink, and slowly and with trembling hands she began to undress.

She stood under the shower for several minutes without soap or shampoo as she tried to compose herself.

This playful side of Nick was a dangerous thing; this was the side of him that she had met three years ago, when she thought that she had found her soul mate.

She knew that it would be a simple little thing, to fall for him - as she had three years ago.

Sadie gave a watery little smile as she stood under the running water. Who was she kidding?

She had fallen in love with Nick three years ago, and she had never fallen out of love with him since.

He had been her soul mate then, she had been sure of it.

He was her soul mate now.

And he always would be her soul mate.

Now all she had to do was to convince him of that!

She grabbed the soap, and began to wash herself with a new sense of purpose.

She soaped and shampooed and then rinsed off and wrapped the thick fluffy towel around her torso as she switched off the water.

It was only after she had towelled herself dry that she realised, in her haste to leave Nick, and his flirting, she had forgotten to bring fresh clothing in with her.

She now had two options.

First she could put her slightly grubby travelling clothes back on.

Or she could go back into the other room, wrapped in just this rather small fluffy white towel, and fetch her fresh clothing.

And Sadie was more than a little bit disconcerted to find that the second option appealed a lot more than the first - and it was not because the clothes were a bit stale!