Going To The Club.

Laura could already see James standing outside his car from the hotel lobby. So, with her eyes focused on a set destination, she did not notice all the attention she had drawn to herself. James could already see the commotion through the glass doors and curiously looked to see what was going on.

When Laura finally stepped outside, James ended up choking on air. Laura had no idea of just how flustered James was because of how she looked and only walked toward him with a wide smile and eyes filled with excitement.

James continued to stand in one place, feigning calmness. But he knew just how excited he was when he saw her looking the way she was. Laura stopped in front of him and looked at him, her eyes clearly asking him if he thought she looked good.

"You look beautiful," James said with a smile and raised his hand to touch one of the loose curls framing her face.

"Thank you, you are looking handsome yourself," Laura said sincerely. James chuckled when he heard her since he was still wearing what he had been wearing earlier, as he had just come from work.

"Thanks, shall we then?" James asked, and opened the door for her. Laura got in the car and James closed the door for her once she had settled in comfortably. James circled the car but briefly stopped at the back and wiped his face with a laugh.

"If his friends from the club could see him, they would laugh at him from how shaken he had become just from the sight of Laura.

He quickly calmed himself down and went into the car before Laura noticed that something was abnormal. Laura turned to look at James once he sat down next to her. After telling the driver where to take them, he turned to look at Laura, his eyes straying to her chest. He wondered inwardly on whether or not she was wearing a bra and snapped back to his senses when he realised he was staring.

Laura noticed his wandering eyes but didn't point it out. In fact, she even moved to sit closer to him to make it harder for him not to look.

James, who was already having a hard time trying not to be rude, felt Laura hug his arm and tangle their fingers with each other. He closed his eyes when he felt his arm being sandwiched between her breasts. It looked like she really wasn't wearing a bra.

"Where are we going?" Laura asked as she started playing with his long, slim fingers. She thought that he would have soft hands, but he had some callouses on his fingers and palm. She turned over his large palm to study his hand some more and James watched her do these things comfortably while he was already having a hard time reigning himself in.

"Blue Rose. It's a club, you'll see," James said as he teasingly pinched her finger.

"Sounds like fun," Laura said, thinking that it was a normal club.

"Mmmh," James responded vaguely. He had no intentions of sitting with the crowd today. He had already decided that they were going to be using his private room. There was no way he would let other people enjoy the sight he was currently enjoying.

The club was not far away, and they arrived twenty minutes later. The two got off the car, and once James closed the car door behind Laura, he placed his hand on her lower back, which was completely bare because of the low back dress she was wearing.

She could feel his warm palm on her cooled skin, and she unconsciously moved closer to him so they could coordinate better.

James didn't show it on his face, but he had already discovered the thin gold chain that was hanging down her spine and circling her waist. He rubbed it against her skin deliberately, making Laura turn to look at him before smiling knowingly.

"Send someone to my private room," James said to the server at the entrance and didn't even bother to stop as he walked across the large club area. Although there were some patrons, there weren't many since it was Monday. There were even a few acquaintances there who wanted to come forward to greet him, but stopped themselves when they saw the deterring look in his eyes.

Laura didn't even know this was happening as she was busy looking around the luxuriously decorated club as she was being led to the private room. With her eyes looking everywhere, she ended up tripping over a step she didn't notice. Fortunately, James was already holding her, so he caught her in time.

"Be careful," he reminded as he hugged her body to his.

"Thank you," Laura responded as she stabilised herself. Once she was steady, James reluctantly released her and held her waist more securely.

"Watch your step," James reminded and Laura smiled to herself as they disappeared to a more obscure area. There was an elevator there which they got on to get to the second floor. The first thing Laura noticed was how quiet it was.

"Does no one use this floor?" Laura asked him, and James smiled as he pressed his finger on the fingerprint scanner.

"I bet Jason and the others used it when they came last time," James said and stepped in after her. Laura looked around the spacious private room briefly and turned to look at James, who had already sat down.

He shrugged off his jacket, revealing the turtleneck he was wearing and, after placing it on the armrest of the sofa he was sitting on, he pulled up the long sleeves, making the surrounding air more casual. Just from his behaviour today, she knew she should not keep much of a distance from him. So she went ahead to sit down next to him.