Jack and I rode the elevator up to our rooms. When it stopped suddenly at our floor it threw me a little off balance. Jack caught me before I stumbled. The effects of the wine made me a little light-headed. I didn’t realize I was just a little inebriated. I think being somewhat tired and wearing high heels had me less sure-footed too. Jack laughed and that got me laughing. I felt great and I think Jack did too.
We proceeded down the hallway and Jack walked me to my door. I took the plastic card from my handbag to insert it in the security slot but I dropped it on the floor. Jack retrieved it for me and slid it in the slot, the door clicked and swung open slightly. Jack pushed the door open, flipped the light switch and followed me in. I tossed my handbag on the chair by the table where we’d been working. The balcony doors were open and Jack walked out to get a breath of fresh air. I followed him out needing some air to cool me off. We both looked down at the pool to see if the couple we’d watched earlier in the day were still there. Naturally they weren’t but we looked anyway.
“Boy, does that pool looking inviting or what” Jack said.
“Bet the water’s cold now” I answered.
“Did you bring your bikini?” He asked.
“Nope, I don’t have a bikini” I replied laughingly.
We glanced around for awhile and then returned to the room. Jack closed the patio doors behind him and pulled the drapes across it. I turned on the television to get the latest news.
“You’re not sleepy either I take it.” He assumed.
“Thought I’d catch the latest business news and see how the stock market performed today,” I said.
Jack asked to use the bathroom and I pointed to it. I thought it a little strange he didn’t wait till he got over to his room across the hallway. I sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through the channels. Jack came out of the bathroom and sat down next to me, his arms behind him to support himself. I found the news and put the remote down on the bed next to me. I felt a little awkward sitting on the bed with Jack right next to me. Jack got up, which made me feel a little easier. He took off his suit jacket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the inside pocket. I’d never seen Jack smoke. I was a little surprised when he put it in his mouth and lit it.
“Would you care for one?” he offered.
I shook my head no. “I’ve never smoked,” He informed him.
Jack grabbed an ashtray off the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed next to me. The smoke from the cigarette drifted towards me. It didn’t bother me, I’d often thought about trying a cigarette to see if I like it. More out of curiosity than anything. We watched the business news and a brief commentary afterwards.
