Chapter 22 - Room With A View

"Have a good day!" The owner only said before he set his gaze back on the phone. I heard a sigh escaping from his mouth and we shared a gaze of relief before stepping on the taxi.

I looked down at his hands but he wasn't holding anyway, I frowned but before I could ask him what he stole he slipped out of his pocket a mini artificial rose and headed it to me, "this is for you," he said.

I smiled and chuckled, at least I knew that was something he never did to any other lady. Then he pointed at the shirt he was wearing and I noticed the price tag was still hanging from it.

I clapped my hands surprised, "I'm impressed."

He said to the driver of the taxi our destination who mysteriously didn't tell us anything for having stolen.

When the taxi drove us home Cameron tipped a big sum of money to make him forget everything he saw.

When Cameron asked for the room the receptionist already knew his name and all his dates. Not because he called before but because he had already been there, the reception finally looked at to offer a smile and then darted his gaze back on Cameron.

My heart sank slightly in my chest, was that how people treated Carl when we were together? People only pay attention to the one with money and barely say hi to the other, maybe Carl truly had a point.

However, I wasn't so worn out or sad by not being noticed, I meant being at the center of the attention wasn't something I aimed desperately at. If it happened, it had both pros and cons whereas if it didn't happen then I wouldn't mind much.

The elevator rang and we walked out, he lead the key card bundle to the door's handle he dodged the door and an amazing view appeared.

Wow, it was huge, I had never seen a huger room, it had one huge bed which could hold a whole family in. A sofa to the side and a desk against the wall. Everything was decored in gold or white and the buildings were vintage but without any signs of time.

A huge window expanded for the entire wall and from it, I could spot an amazing view, the lights of the palaces in front of us and the huge fountain which spat out gold water.

That was the ulterior demonstration that different types of wealth existed, and he was surely on the top of the pyramid.

The 50-inch tv stood on the pillar in front of the bed.

"This room is amazing," I said, the excitement in my voice proved to him I was more than glad to spend my days there. And to be honest, I truly was, I could stay the entire day there and wouldn't complain.

He started to place the dresses he bought me in a huge white closet. While I placed his rose on the bedside table, it was a good thing it was artificial so that it may last forever and It will always remind me I did something crazy for once in my life.

He opened the suitcase and started to take out a new shirt and new trousers.

He unbuttoned it and like if he was alone in the room he took it off. I admired the fabric of the sheet brushing through his skin delicately, his muscles were relieved and I looked at the way his chest raised and lowered according to his breaths. His pectorals were muscular but not too much, just like someone who hit the gym regularly but isn't too much obsessed with it.

His shoulders have a magnificent appearance adorned by visible lines of his muscles.

It was the second time I saw him shirtless but this time I had the honor to admire his shape, and he didn't seem to mind.

He walked forward and even if I immediately flinched my gaze away he was mocked by my reaction. "You should get ready too, I know it may be too distracting." He said mockingly, I rolled my eyes to hide my shyness, and then I walked to the bathroom to fix my makeup and wear my dress.

At dinner time, I had to pick the place and I barely knew any place at all since I had never visited Las Vegas before.

But I do have an idea, and I am quite sure it will destabilize Cameron enough.

After I fixed my red lipstick and wore my tight sheath dress I headed back.

"You look very beautiful," he complimented me and I pulled my hair behind my hair, I thanked him with a smile.

"Ready for dinner?" I asked, he sighed, "not sure if I am sure." His voice tumbled in concern and I couldn't stop a chuckle from escaping to my lips.

I pulled him by his arm out of the room and once we walked to the kitchen I smiled when I saw what that hotel had what I was looking for.

"My idea is to wait for the chefs to leave and when they left we will make our dinner."

The clock struck 9 pm and I heard the kitchen closed at 10 pm so we didn't have to wait much longer.

The whole day went so fast that we spent the entire afternoon walking in Vegas and we were both starving for not eating the entire day's proper meal.

We only had a few sandwiches and some pastries the shop had offered us.

"Why we don't eat here like normal people?" He complained.

Because it wouldn't be funny if we did, and I had a desperate need to seek my revenge for his challenging dares.

"The kitchen is free!" He said after one hour when the chefs walked away.

The last one bumped slightly the door and I sneaked behind him to slide my body in before the door could close completely.

I kept it open for Cameron and gestured for him to reach me.