Chapter 16

Liam
It's Tuesday evening and I am sitting in a chair infront of my desk in my hotel. I am going through my plans for the evening. The past few days have gone on pretty quickly. Aria has been on my mind during the time but I have tried not to get destructed by burying myself in work.
I finish my work for the day and take a sip of the fine Sancerre, delivered from room service by the woman with dark, dark eyes. Trawling through my e-mails and answering where required has been a welcome distraction from thoughts of Aria. And now I'm pleasantly tired. Is it the five hours of work? Memories of the delectable Miss Manroe invade my mind: in my jet, in my house, in my bed, in my bath. And to think it all started here in this hotel, makes it unbelievable. It hasn't been long but the pretty blonde has really taken over my thoughts. The way she smiles, the way she giggles and the way she throws back her head as she comes moaning my name is all captivating. She is different from all the other women I have been with. Totally different. Incomparable. I am in. awe of her!