She nodded, kissing the side of his neck. “I’ll take one after you, then. Go up and I’ll clean up down here.”
(COolIO) Poppy entered the bedroom and slipped into bed, her hair dark with water. She rested her head on the pillow and looked up at the ceiling, her eyes sharp and thoughtful.
She glanced at him before scooting over to him and wrapping her arms around his waist, closing her eyes.
Poppy tugged at her dress nervously, stepping out of the elevator with wide eyes as she looked around nervously.
There were many people conversing amongst the place, drinks in their hand as they smiled and chatted amongst themselves. Francis was easy to spot, and there was a glass of wine in his hand.
