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The maid had jumped ar the sudden noise, turning to face Christien. She blushed profusely whan she saw him, stood there in his casual handsomeness and stammered, "I'm so sorry!

Christien just shrugged and said with a small smile, "That's no problem at all." The maid obviously read far too much into that, assuming he was happy that she'd come into his room. She stepped closer to him, though she didn't notice when he already looked incredibly uncomfortable. "How can a guy like you be here all by yourself?" she asked him, trying to be seductive.

"Actually, I--"

She cut him off and leaned against him, wrapping her arms around his neck, "That's okay. I won't make you be alone any longer.

 
Elaina let out a long breath when the elevator finally stopped at her floor, walking on her now aching feet over to the room number. "Thank you. I hope it wasn't too heavy for you, I didn't know it'd take that long to get back here." She smiled at the bellhop, who obviously had no idea what she'd just said, as he gave her a confused expression and walked away. "Christien, darling I'm back!" She called out when she'd opened the door, tossing the card-key on a nearby table. Her bright hazel eyes scanned the room and immediatly widened when she found Christien and another woman who was much to close to him for her liking. "What is going on here?!"

 
The maid had been about to get even closer to Christien until the sound of the door opening sunk in. Before that, she'd been saying all sorts of passionate things and hes hands had been wandering all over his upper body. She looked shocked and shouted, "Oh my God! You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend, you pig!" Funnily enough, though, she said it in English, after hearing Elaina speak, which lead Christien to believe she now just wanted him to suffer, and then ran out of the room. Christien looked at Elaina in bewilderment and utter helplessness. "Elaina, I--"

 
Elaina's jaw was gaping open, her eyes darting back and forth vigorously from Christien to the storming out maid. "Christien, how could you? I trusted you and I leave for ten minutes and I find you in here groping some maid!" She covered her mouth with a shaky hand, shaking her head slowly, as if waiting for her brain to fully process what had just happened. She hurried over to the bed, clumsily trying to stuff all of her belongings--which weren't many, as it was simply the clothes the hotel had provided--into her arms, but she stumbled and dropped the pile. Now, all she could do was sob and look at the floor.

 
"I swear.. I know you won't believe me but I wasn't.." Christien's thoughts were all jumbled, and he could barely speak properly, which didn't exactly make for a very convincing explanation. "She was trying it on with me. She just walked in here, saw me and suddenly, she was all over me and you got here before I could even push her away. And that last part.. Was all an act-- she's French." He hurried over to where she stood and held her wrist, looking at her pleadingly, "Don't go, I swear I didn't try it on with another girl.."

 
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Elaina bit her bottom lip, chomping noiselessly as she looked up at Christien. "How can I believe you?" She asked softly, "This has happened to me before, I know all of the tricks." Her voice had turned hard and cold rather then helpless, as it had been. "I want to trust you..but...it sure didn't look like you were protesting." In her mind, his alibi did make sense, but, she refused to acknowledge it.

 
"I know what it looked like, and I completely understand why you may have thought that.. But you have to believe me. Because if you leave me, it will be for the wrong reasons. I would swear on anything-- my own life-- and say that I didn't want her to do that and this is all a misunderstanding," Christien begged her, more softly now. If she walked out on him, that would be the end of everything for him. Nothing else was worth more to him than Elaina. When he thought of that, he frowned slightly. "I can't believe that you won't believe me," he said, seemingly his emotions now starting to share themselves with slight frustration; not quite as strong as anger, but thereabouts, "you aren't the only one who's been cheated on. And you think, that after everything I went through with Florentine that I would do that to you?" He let go of her arm and took a few steps back, apparently upset by his realisation.

 
Elaina's eyes narrowed as he backed away from her, "Don't you turn this on me, Christien! If you walked in and saw some guy all over me, do you think you could just brush it off as an accident so easily? I don't think so! All I am is concerned because I love you, dxmnit." She slowly brought her hand up to rub her eyes that were stinging now from the fact her slight tears had wet her eyeliner and some of it had wandered into her eye.

 
"Yeah, well, of course that's what I'd think if roles had been switched. But I'd listen to what you had to say about it before I stormed off and packed my bags," Christien replied with a snap. "Because I love you too much just to let you go like that. And yes, I do love, just as much as you love me, and that's why you should believe me when I say that I wasn't cheating on you." It hurt him that they were fighting, and it hurt even more to see her cry but he was too frustrated to stop.

 
"Yeah, well maybe if you actually were in my role, you would just pack up and leave! You can't speak like you'd know what you'd do! Maybe I just needed a place to think, did you ever consider that, Christien? Or were you just so quick to blame this on me?" Elaina retorted, crossing her arms and glaring at him, shaking her head slightly as if she was disgusted with his words.

 
"I'm not blaming you, god forbid! None of what just happened is your fault. Everything that happened was mine and the maid's fault. Everything I said to you before probably only made the scene when you came back even worse and more believable," Christien told her. "What I'm frustrated with you for is that you don't trust me. I can understand it but after everything I've ever said to you, you can't hear me out long enough. If you really loved me as much as you say you do then you would have just given it a moment. But you weren't exactly hesitating to get right out. If you left now, you'd be making a huge mistake, for both of us, because I didn't do what you thought I was doing."

 
Elaina was silent for a few, seemingly long moments, contemplating what he said. When she spoke, her voice was much softer and not as filled with venom as it was before. "I had to be able to think, Christien, and all I could seem to do was gather my stuff and go. That doesn't mean I wanted to. And I know that sounds...completely retarted, but, I was in momentary shock and that's all my body would let me do. I do love you as much as I say. And I believe you." She took two, hesitant steps toward him, pausing slightly before wrapping her arms around him, not completely embracing him to see if the contact was okay with him first.

 
Christien murmured softly in reply, "I'm sorry.. For what happened.. And for arguing with you.. And for making you cry. Nothing makes me hurt more than to see you cry."He didn't respond for just a second or two when she wrapped her arms around him, apparently surprised by it. He then put his hands up to cup her face gently and kissed her with far more passion than even when he had been arguing with her.

 
Immediatly, Elaina ran her tongue over his bottom lip before biting not as gently as she had in prior kissing sessions. Her right hand went up to grasp some pieces of his hair and her left held on to the top of his pants, for leverage. She also pressed her body roughly against his, noting how hers fit perfectly against his.

 
Christien kissed her hungrily, feverisly even, pressing her against his body tightly. He also noted how they just fit into each other's arms. How could they have possibly argure when they were clearly just perfect for each other? But at that point in time, the argument was completely forgotten, a silly incovenience, really. He moaned with pleasure when she bit down on his lips, then parted them, slipping his tongue into her mouth without any hesitation.

 
Lol fight then passionate make-out sessions...always how these things go haha xD

Elaina french-kissed him, matching his tempo, running her tongue over ever part of his mouth, not leaving one inch untouched. She even managed to push him backwards with her body that his back was now against the wall, which proved to be even better for leverage. Both hands were now snaking their way up his shirt and rubbing across his abs. She was acting in a rather rough manner, as if all her anger was now turned in to lust, and there was a lot of it.

 
Yup. We added in the fight to be realistic and then totally blew it off xD

Christien was glad for the fact that she wasn't afriad of being rough with him like this, because he had been afriad she may have felt intimidated if he'd started off so roughly with her. The truth was that he was happy because it allowed him to give her every ounce of passion, love adoration that he had for her without worrying. The time could have called for a witty comment when his hands found their way to the zip at the back of her dress, something about finally helping her with it maybe, but he was completely incapable of such things. Again, he found himself saying her name a lot, more than anything else. He pulled it down with ease, despite his fearing that he might fumble, which would have perhaps embarrassed him a bit.

 
Haha oh well xD this works too lol

Elaina kicked off the dress when it finally fell to her feet, managing to not remove her lips from his as she did this. She pulled off his shirt quickly so that she could force her open mouth against his again. After, she began working on his pants, releasing a mix between a growl and a moan when she found it difficult to undo one button without looking at it. She immensely liked this new rough approach, much more so than the gentle one they'd taken the first time.

 
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