surprise than anything. I don't exactly get led around by men like this. Especially hot, powerful men. I wouldn't admit it out loud, but I like the feeling of him gripping my arm
a hotel room, or anything like that. He ta
tle alcove that seems to no
ll, and suddenly a door opens up out of nowhere.
-on secret
pillars that shield us from prying eyes. We're four stories above street
from the charity ball are walking past, oblivious to our presence. A woman stop
the glass is one of those ceili
inside the hotel, b
now this was h
I put i
coff. "So you'r
ins.
hh shit," I say, putting my hand
e exp
ene today. Think Frank Gehry levels of acclaim.
is apparently a hot, lat
ction to the new location designed by Grant Carlson. The Spanish Government just commissioned Grant Carlson for a ne
– how many of you know what Frank Gehry look
ned both stately beauty and playful whimsy. Steel, glass, marble, granite –
nd. One look at him, and most women
fact about Grant Carls
on business started by his family. His buildings are so unbelievable because he controls every fa
compromises. Qual
son. Then I guess it's
nly feeling very shy
nd grins. "So I guess
I can't
ou that," he sighs. "Eve
it on them like that,
nd moves closer. Close enough that I can feel the
oh my go
ding my own at all. But I
t the attention off me and back onto someth
f a dozen in this p
all
ingle work I do, from
hy
ageways from the time I was a kid. I went to this place calle
my hea
rs, with tons of secret rooms and stairways that went nowhere, all to confuse and trap the ghosts. It's my favorite place in the world. That was the moment I kne
That's rea
d benefit of moments like this," he say
ng fast. His eyes... they're l
ing too
afraid of wha
h I want i
s beating
we should go b
repeats softly, as he leans in towards
head to look at him. Which is t
m his face... or maybe that's the heat fro
we should g
whispers, j