[ Part of him wants to stay there, at the beautiful spot in which they were married. He would have no problems taking her in that gazebo, making her screams echo out across the water. But he thinks better of it, because being caught right now would be the ultimate bummer. He needs her, desperately, and part of that means getting her somewhere indoors. Murray, god bless him, disappears into the darkness, and Eddie finds it in him to break apart enough so that he can scoop her into his arms.
Actually getting back to the car is difficult, if only because he can barely stand to not have his mouth on her in some capacity. They're in the back seat, and even then it's hard to resist taking her right there. But he manages to cling to some respect, both for Vince and for her, to get them to another location. Eddie breaks away to rasp out two words to his driver: The Sapphire.
It's one of the swankiest hotels in town, one that he has a credit card permanently on file with. Eddie does his best to keep things PG-13 until Vince can drop them off. Once they're inside the hotel, he manages to keep his hands, or more importantly, his lips, to himself. There's a brief conversation at the front desk before a keycard is handed over.
Even the elevator ride up is hot and wanting, and Eddie is laughing with delight as he drags her down the hall to their room. The room is gorgeous, spacious, with floor to ceiling windows that offer a stunning view of the city. That doesn't particularly matter to him right now, not when he's here with Chrissy. He's already guiding the both of them towards the bed, wasting no time in laying her out on top of it. ]
I... [ He's already crawling on top of her, flushed and breathless. He was her first kiss, so surely this also means he's her first-- everything. ] I really want you, Chrissy.
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Actually getting back to the car is difficult, if only because he can barely stand to not have his mouth on her in some capacity. They're in the back seat, and even then it's hard to resist taking her right there. But he manages to cling to some respect, both for Vince and for her, to get them to another location. Eddie breaks away to rasp out two words to his driver: The Sapphire.
It's one of the swankiest hotels in town, one that he has a credit card permanently on file with. Eddie does his best to keep things PG-13 until Vince can drop them off. Once they're inside the hotel, he manages to keep his hands, or more importantly, his lips, to himself. There's a brief conversation at the front desk before a keycard is handed over.
Even the elevator ride up is hot and wanting, and Eddie is laughing with delight as he drags her down the hall to their room. The room is gorgeous, spacious, with floor to ceiling windows that offer a stunning view of the city. That doesn't particularly matter to him right now, not when he's here with Chrissy. He's already guiding the both of them towards the bed, wasting no time in laying her out on top of it. ]
I... [ He's already crawling on top of her, flushed and breathless. He was her first kiss, so surely this also means he's her first-- everything. ] I really want you, Chrissy.