Chapter Seventy-Eight: I Know How Business Works

It wasn't exactly what was needed after the drama at work. Tuesday didn't go much better, but I arrived back at our hotel room after a nice day at the spa. I put on a brave face and got on with it. I'm sure they are all gossiping about my time away with Wyatt.

I had ordered some room service—champagne and chocolate-covered strawberries to snack on. Wyatt should have been back by now, but his meeting ran late. It's fine, but I wish he had told me he was going to be late. It has been a relaxing day, but now I am alone in the room with nothing to do. I will get bored. I offered to go to the meeting with him, but he said I didn't need to.

My order arrived at my room not long after I got there. I made myself comfortable on the bed and found something to watch. I checked my cell to see if he had texted, but there was nothing. If he isn't back in the next hour, I will call him to see where he is. We are supposed to have dinner plans tonight. I don't know where or what time. He told me it was a surprise.

I wanted to make the most of our time here. I wanted it not only to be romantic but sexy, too. I had plans for us and even bought some new lingerie. I swear. I own as much lingerie now as I do clothes. As I flicked through the channels, I got an idea.

I smirked and climbed off the bed. I found the black lace baby doll and slipped into it. I stood in front of the mirror and snapped a photo of myself. I giggled, jumped onto the bed, and took a couple more in sexy poses. He is going to be late; I will send him naughty photos to mess with him.

I scrolled through them before attaching them to a text: "Hurry back. I am waiting for you xx" I hesitated for a moment but finally sent them. I rested back on the bed, enjoying my champagne and strawberries. A text came back through instantly. Such a relief he isn't too busy to text me to let me know he is going to be late.

"Fuck are you trying to kill me, kitten? I am sorry. I am going to be at least another hour or two. I promise I will make it up to you when I return xx"

I sighed in disappointment. "No, it is fine. I will see you whenever you get back. I think I am going out for a little while."

"By yourself? Be careful."

"I will be fine. I don't want to sit in the hotel room alone. Let me know when you are on your way back, and I will return to the hotel xx"

"I really am sorry, baby girl, but tomorrow, I am all yours 33"

I left the conversation there and finished my drink. I wouldn't go too far since I am not familiar with the city. I sighed and changed into some jeans and a hoodie. I would rather stay in the room, naked, with Wyatt, but that isn't going to happen. It is okay, though; it is a business trip after all.

I made sure I had everything before leaving my room. There must be a coffee shop close by or something. I need food, but I don't want to go for dinner. Does it mean our dinner is cancelled if he is going to be another couple of hours? It is only live, so it depends on when he made the reservation. I can grab a snack while I am out.

I hoped to explore the city with Wyatt. For now, I will need to enjoy it myself. We have tomorrow to explore together. I will try not to be too disappointed.

I went outside the hotel and decided on what direction to go. I chose left, and it took only a couple of minutes to find a coffee place. It had a lot of sweet treats. I will have one with my coffee and take some back to the hotel for Wyatt. If he eats them, anyway.

It is my first time in Chicago. I really need to travel more. I have always wanted to, but never got around to doing it. Maybe I can change that. I'm sure if I asked Wyatt to take me anywhere in the world, he would, without hesitation. But I wouldn't do that. Let me dream.

I found a seat by the window and watched the city go by. It really is beautiful. I just wish I wasn't experiencing it alone.

I am annoyed! Wyatt still isn't back, and it is nearly nine at night. He ended up having dinner and drinks with the people from the meeting. Our dinner plans got cancelled, and I ended up having dinner alone in the room. Business is business, and wining and dining is a huge part of it, but he could have notified me or invited me to join them.

I hone myself for being annoyed. I am not this girl. I had indulged in wine and chocolate. Something I regret now because I feel sick. Bed sounds good. I don't know when he will be back.

I climbed into bed and snuggled under the covers. Just as I settled down, the hotel room door opened. "You are in your bed at this time?" he asks, switching the light on.

I glared at him. "Yes. I had nothing else to do."

He sighed and came over to the bed. "I really am sorry, Alyssa. I should have come back after the meeting, but they are important clients. I didn't want to lose the account. It isn't an excuse, it is just business,"

"It is fine. I get it. Can you put the light back off, please? I drank too much champagne and ate too much chocolate. All I want to do is sleep," I whispered.

He turned it off, and I felt the bed behind me dip down and the warmth of his body soon radiate to mine. He kissed my neck.

"Please don't be mad at me. Let me make it up to you," he rasped, his hand rubbing my thigh as his lips continued their trail down my neck and shoulders.

"I am not in the mood. I don't feel great," I replied.

He sighed loudly from behind me. "Okay,"

He pulled away and disappeared into the bathroom. If he continued, it would probably have worked, but I am not lying when I say I don't feel great. My own fault for indulging too much.

Wyatt returned to the room after a few minutes and slipped in behind me. His arm slipped around my waist, and he pulled me back against him. I moaned at the contact.

"Are you sure you aren't in the mood?" he chuckled.

I was in the mood earlier, that is why I sent him those photos, but the moment has passed. He groaned and rolled onto his back. I ignored it. If he had come back earlier, we would both have gotten what we wanted.

I didn't say another word and closed my eyes, waiting for sleep to take over me.

"Goodnight, beautiful. I really am sorry."

I pretended to be asleep. God, when did I get this whiny and needy? I don't like these sides of myself. It will be fine in the morning. I think I may be cranky too because I am not feeling too well. Tomorrow is a new day, and I am sure it will all be back to normal.