The very next thing I knew I was at the hotel. The room was near the other WAASers, but I had yet to meet them. My luggage had already been delivered-a good thing, as I'm so not one for traveling light. Since the reception was in less than two hours, I didn't have time to explore. Dammit. Maybe later.
Face was kind enough to allow me to 'freshen up' a bit. He wanted to change out of his uniform, anyways. I kept the same clothes on, but fixed up my make up, fluffled my hair again with some hot rollers and brushed my teeth. When he knocked on my door an hour later, my hair was out, and my breath minty fresh. I grinned.
Face was wearing now a pair of plain black loose pants and a matching black pull over. Despite its simplicity, he looked sexier than ever, especially flashing that gorgeous smile at me, white teeth and all.
"Well hello, again, gorgeous. Ready to go?"
"No, but I don't really have a choice, do I?" I said, and blushed. Face laughed.
"Relax. We don't bite."
I grinned. "I do."
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