Dancing in the Gray (8 page)

Once he caught his breath, he rolled
Elise over onto her back and kissed her deeply. He was semi-hard,
but still inside her. Elise lifted her legs and squeezed them
around his hips while her hands ran roughly up and down his back.
Trey rubbed her thigh with one hand while the other was still
behind her head in her hair. She felt her body shiver under his
touch while his tongue made love to her mouth. They laid there for
a very long, intense moment.

Elise suddenly felt him spreading her
from the inside, so her eyes shot open. That’s when Trey moved his
hips and glided his, now, very hard penis deeper into
her.

She shrieked with excitement moving her
hands down over his ass, grabbing it and pulling him in
deeper.

Trey lifted his chest putting his
weight onto his hands. He looked down at her with his trademark
sexy-ass half smile and leaned his mouth near her ear whispering,
“We need more shots.”

She may have created a
monster.

Chapter 5

Trey was in his boxer briefs lying on
his stomach in the bed of his suite when he heard the knocking on
his door. His head was pounding and his muscles were sore. Then he
remembered why – Elise. He opened his eyes and lifted his head off
the pillow to see where she was. She wasn’t in his bed, so he
slowly got to his feet looking around the bedroom and eventually
the bathroom. She wasn’t there, either. He walked into the sitting
room hoping to find her in there, but she wasn’t. He would be lying
if he said he wasn’t disappointed. He would have liked her to be
there. He walked to his suite door and looked out the peephole to
see Will standing there in a suit.

The wedding – FUCK!

He opened the door, and Will came
barging in. “Dude, I’ve been calling you for over an hour.” Will
walked into the sitting room while Trey was rubbing his hands over
his face trying to wake up. Will turned back and must have actually
gotten a good look at Trey because that’s when the questions
started.

“Dude, you look like shit! What
happened last night?” Will’s eyes were wide.

Trey couldn’t help the grin that
appeared on his face as he recalled the events that occurred last
night. He walked silently past Will and made his way to the
bathroom as his brother followed him.

“I guess things went well.” Will
started laughing.

“What makes you say that?” Trey’s voice
was deep, and his throat was raw. Another smile crossed his face as
he remembered why. Between the tequila and moaning her name out for
countless hours, he was surprised he could even speak.

“Well, the scratches down your back are
a dead giveaway, but the lipstick note is the
confirmation.”

“Lipstick note?” Trey didn’t know what
Will was talking about.

“The one on your back. Dude, she marked
your ass!” Will was grinning and pointing to his right
shoulder.

Trey walked through the bedroom into
the bathroom and turned around to check out his back in the mirror.
Will was right. There were a ton of small pink lines all over his
back. But, more importantly, on his right shoulder blade was the
letter E in script with a heart around it. She wrote on him with
her lipstick while he was passed out. Trey just shook his head and
smiled.

“And looking at the state of the bed,
it looks like things went better than well. Details, bro! Spill
it!” Will was leaning against the door frame of the bathroom with
his arms crossed and a stupid smile on his face. There was no way
that Trey was letting Will know anything that happened.

“What time is it?” Trey remembered
seeing the sun come up before passing out. He just didn’t know how
long he was passed out.

“It’s 11:30. The cars are leaving at
noon.” Will continued to stand there waiting for details that he
wasn’t going to get.

“I’ll be ready in a few minutes. Can
you grab my suit?” Trey was pointing to the closet where his Tom
Ford was hanging.

Will walked over to the closet and saw
a note on the nightstand. “Trey, she may have left another note for
you.”

Trey stuck his head out of the bathroom
door and saw a note on the opposite nightstand next to the bottle
of tequila. He tried not to look too excited in front of his
brother. He walked over to the other nightstand and picked up the
note as Will picked up the bottle and looked at the
label.

The note was in the same handwriting
from the envelope that Elise left in his laptop bag. It
read:

Dear Lightweight,

Hair of the Dog + 2 Ibuprofen =
Hangover Helper

Send my congrats to your brother. Have
fun at the wedding today.

XOXO

Elise

On the nightstand, there was a glass
with a small amount of tequila in it and two ibuprofens sitting
right next to it. He smiled and did exactly what the lady told him
to. He picked up the tablets and the glass of tequila, and threw
them both down.

“What the fuck are you doing, Trey? Is
that tequila? Did you guys polish off this bottle last night?” Will
asked as Trey was swallowing Elise’s hangover helper.

All he did was smile and nod his head.
That was the depth of the detail that Will was getting. “I’ll be in
the shower.” Trey walked into the bathroom and shut the door. He
started the water in the shower.

“I found her bra.” He heard Will
talking to himself through the door, “I need to meet this
girl!”

Trey turned and looked at his back in
the mirror again. He smiled at the thought of Elise writing on him
with her lipstick. She was so playful, and he liked that, a lot. He
finally stripped down and got into the shower. The warm jets of
water felt great, but he couldn’t enjoy it for long. He needed to
hurry and get dressed since the cars would be leaving soon. He
grabbed the soap and rubbed it all over his body except for his
right shoulder. He liked her little lipstick brand. His mind went
to all the places Elise’s lipstick-covered mouth was on him last
night and started getting hard instantly.

Last night was, hands down, the best
sex he has ever had. She was wild and uninhibited, and she made him
want to be the same way. It felt good to let go and just act on his
feelings, not just his logic. He didn’t overthink, he didn’t
debate, he just – did.

He should thank Will for convincing him
to meet her last night. He couldn’t wait to see her again.
Suddenly, he remembered that he didn’t have her phone number or
even her room number in order to get in contact with her. He
quickly finished up in the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off.
He put the towel around his waist and headed back into the bedroom
to get changed. He wanted to stop by the concierge to see if they
could get a message back to her. Thank God she was staying at the
same hotel.

Will was sitting on one of the wingback
chairs in the sitting room as Trey was getting dressed. He knew he
would have to talk about Elise and what happened last night,
otherwise Will wouldn’t drop it.

“Did the tequila help?” Will called out
from the sitting room.

“Actually, I think so. I definitely
feel better.” Trey was amused that her little trick worked. He put
some gel in his hair and just ran his hands through it. He would
have to do the messy look today. He grabbed his tie and jacket from
off the bed and headed into the sitting room. “I’m ready. Let’s
roll.”

Will was twirling Elise’s bra around
his finger. “Give me that!” Trey snatched it away from him and
shoved it into the interior pocket of his jacket. They took the
elevators down to the lobby where Trey stopped at the concierge’s
desk.

“Will, I’ll catch up with you. I need
to leave a message with the front desk.” Trey asked the woman if
she spoke English.

“Yes, sir. How can I help
you?”

“Do you have a bag or box?”

“Yes, sir.” The woman walked to the
boutique located in the hotel and retrieved a shopping bag for
him.

“Can you make sure that Elise DePaul
gets this package?”

“Absolutely, sir.”

Trey pulled Elise’s bra out of his
jacket pocket and placed it into the shopping bag with a note that
said:

Fun Elise,

Don’t let me catch you in one of these
tonight.

Lightweight

Chapter 6

Elise’s cell phone was ringing on her
nightstand. She opened her eyes slowly only allowing small amounts
of light in at a time. Her head wasn’t pounding too badly from all
the tequila she drank with Trey since she took a couple of
ibuprofen before she passed out in her bed.

As soon as Trey passed out, Elise left
him the note on his nightstand and on his shoulder then retired to
her room. She didn’t want to have the awkward morning-after moment.
She knew he would be with his family all day so she did the smart
thing and got the hell out of there.

She grabbed her cell phone and saw
Jeremy’s face on the caller ID. She smiled then hit the answer
button. “Good Morning, Jeremy.” It was 3 pm in Paris so it was 9 am
in New York.

“Good Morning, Doll! How’s the city of
love?”

“After last night, they’ll have to
rename it the city of lust.” Elise laughed.

“Elise! You tramp! I need details!”
Jeremy’s voice was nearly two octaves higher.

“It’s all your fault! And Ashley,
too!”

“So you got the little care package in
your purse?”

“Yes. Thank you guys so much. I had a
blast roller skating.”

“I? What do you mean, I? You mean, we,
don’t you?”

“No. He couldn’t make the roller
skating but he met me at the halfway point. I busted my ass right
in front of him.”

“Darling, were you hurt?”

“Scraped on the knee and palm, but
that’s it. He was really sweet. He picked me up and carried me to
the grass where he cleaned my scrapes and bandaged me
up.”

“Holy shit! I am so trying that next
time I want to meet a man. Maybe I’ll finally find my knight in
sequins armor. So how did you guys meet? What’s his name? How hot
is he? Don’t disappoint me, Elise!”

“I met him on the plane. I accidentally
dropped my BlackBerry in his lap then I reached down and retrieved
it. I totally grabbed his junk. After my poor attempts to
apologize, we finally introduced ourselves and had a nice
conversation over the stack of envelopes you guys left in my
purse.”

“Love it!” Jeremy was literally singing
the words, “I have got to write these down. I needed some new
moves. Go on!”

“Ok, so to answer your next question,
his name is Trey. And lastly, to answer the only question you
actually cared about, yes, he is very hot.”

“So did we get last names or
occupations? Or, was this strictly a first name only, heat of the
moment, one-time thing?”

“Last name is Watts, and he works in
finance. He even knew who I was because the publicity from the
buyout.”

“Funny, his name is Trey Watts, like
the President’s son.”

“He is the President’s son. That’s who
I met.” Elise prepared herself for the hissy fit.

“ELISE! Do you know who his mother is!
THE Rebecca Watts.”

“I know! I didn’t put the names
together when I met him. His Secret Service guy was on the plane
with him and again at the midway point on the skating route. So
when I recognized him following Trey, I asked him about it and
that’s when he told me who he was.”

“How do you NOT know who he is?” Elise
had her attention so focused on work lately, she was lucky that she
even knew who the President was. “And darling, you’re a liar! Those
Watts boys aren’t hot. They are….they are….damn it, we have to
create a whole new word to accurately describe the
hotness.”

“He is gorgeous. Every inch of him.” A
full body shiver went through Elise. Damn, he was SO
fine!

“Girl, if you hear a loud thud, don’t
worry, it’s just me hitting the floor! I am literally about to
faint!” Elise couldn’t help but laugh. She loved Jeremy and his
dramatic tendencies. “You saw every inch of him? And just so you
know, before you answer me, my fingers and toes are all crossed
hoping you did. I would cross my testicles if I could.”

“Yes, I did. But Jeremy, when I tell
you that this information is one hundred percent confidential, I
mean it! I had a great time, but what has happened here is staying
here. It’s an affair that Fun Elise had in Paris, nothing
more.”

“Honey, lips are sealed. So, have you
found Fun Elise?”

“I have! I can’t wait to see what she
does today.”

There was a knock on Elise’s door.
“Hold on Jeremy. There’s someone at the door.” Elise walked over to
look through the peephole and saw the concierge holding a shopping
bag. She opened the door and the woman handed her the bag and told
her to have a nice afternoon.

“Elise, who was it?”

“Concierge. She brought me a shopping
bag.” Elise opened the bag to see her La Perla bra inside with a
note. She instantly smiled. She reached into the bag grabbing the
note and reading it.