she perks up and he does as well, concern fading. he doesn't know why the hell he's overthinking it, only that he wants it to have been just as fucking amazing of an experience as it was for him. 

he scatters such thoughts with a wide grin when she demands more food. he chases her out of the sauna, grabbing her before she can cross the threshold to their room. he spins her and wraps his arms around her so he can kiss her neck, cuddle into her. 

"mmm, ok. now we can order food. anything in particular you want? oh, and crack open the door. should be something waiting for you." and if the maid never dropped off the abundant towels he'd ordered, there'd be hell to pay.

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: 312

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that's my girl, he thinks as she rattles off the entire menu of a single restaurant. he flips through the local guide, looking for what offers delivery, and picks the number of a place that seems to have most of what she wants. while he's on the phone, he watches her find the towels, grin blossoming on his face. 

he turns, otherwise he'll get distracted, and the woman on the phone has already said hello? hello? a couple of times. he relays what eden wanted, adds a few orders of rice, some appetizers, whatever the chef thinks is his best, and asks for the entirety of their dessert options. 

when he hangs up, he turns and raises a brow. "that all sound good to you or should i call back?"

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: 250 math is hard

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he drops his phone off on the nightstand and snags one of the towels. after toweling himself off and rubbing it quickly through his hair, he saunters over to the bed and tosses himself in, jostling eden in the process. 

he grins and lays on his side so he can look at her. and so he can see her annoyed face when he tries to tug one of her towels from her. 

"if they don't, i'll find someplace that does," he says. "mm, chocolates, sweets, or sours? what's your poison?"

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: 198 math is still hard

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"settle? did i say anything about settling?" he tries to snatch her towel again, but his element of surprise has gone. "the only thing ya gotta settle for is me." 

he rolls on top of her and says, "man, these things really are soft." 

and then, pressed against her like this, he realizes something. he turns his head, one brow arching. "uh, shit, i think you said last time that i could finish inside of you, but...you said you're on birth control, right?"

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: 108 fuck

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and there she goes again, giving him that big dumb grin on his face. because it's good to know that she's into him just as much as he's into her (well, maybe she's not into him that much, but that's okay too). and she's perfectly okay with being squished by him as he snuggles into her. 

and thinks of her in the sauna, and on that bamboo mat, and how good it felt to do what they haven't been able to for weeks, and - 

he stop before he gets himself riled up again, but it doesn't really help when she tells him how hot their climax was, and how they're good to do it again. 

he rolls back off of her. to give her room. obviously. and reaches over to call for room service. they're gonna hate me by the time we leave, he thinks as he dials the number and orders several bags of microwave popcorn. and before he hangs up, he also requests two of each type of candy they have. 

when he hangs up, he says, "she asked if i really wanted to do that. so my guess is they have a decent selection." he bops her on the nose. "okay, next question. rom-com, vintage, bad horror? what does eden hadley like to watch?"

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: 32 fuck

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oh, he feels like such an idiot. why the fuck would he say that to her? how could he possibly forget why he'd brought her here in the first place? why his golden-haired goddess has dipped herself in ink? to get away from that man and his name. 

but she doesn't withdraw from him; hell, she doesn't even seem mad. but he still feels like he should make it up to her, so he says, "you can always change it, y'know. i've heard the process is fairly simple. just a lot of forms to sign."

he thinks for a moment. "eden faulkner sounds pretty fucking badass." and then his brain catches up with him and he realizes the levity of what he'd just fucking said.

what is it about being so comfortable around her that gives him foot-in-mouth syndrome? "not that i'm - not that that's - yes, let's watch a fucking terrible movie. i'm sure we can find one of those on pay-per-view."

@eden

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HEAT POINTS: sigh

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aaaand she's looking at him with a shit-eating grin. august doesn't often get nervous or stammer. there are many who'd claim he just doesn't. but the look she gives him makes him glance away sheepishly. he grabs the remote and flicks on the tv with a sigh.

and when she cuddles up next to him, he fucking thinks, yeah, it really does. 

"A small town waitress gets a nail accidentally lodged in her head causing unpredictable behavior that," he reads, instead of saying, what if you were my fucking wife? "that sounds rightfully awful. what do you think, huh?"

@eden

HEAT POINTS: sigh

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