#jetaiimee

"You’re making this sound like it’s a job interview," Blake said, letting his hands wander up Clara’s sides, feeling the curve of her waist before flattening both palms against her back and arching her toward him. "Give me a sec to remember my resume. It’s been a while since anybody’s asked," Blake continued, curling his lips just enough to count as a smirk. "I like it when people know what they want. Cuts down on the formalities, don’t you think?"

Eden had been knocking on their door for ten minutes straight, the loud bass blasting at the other side of the door. She had prepared an entire preach but as soon as the other opened the door, she forgot each and every word. Eyes lingered on their face and Eden simply stood there in her pink, silken pajamas. "I-" she cleared her throat. "Can you please turn down your music? Some people work in the morning."

"Hey. Sorry to call so late, I just wanted to say thanks again for today. I really appreciated the guidance you gave me."

"Okay, so I've done all of this work shit you've requested. Can we not just leave this whole thing at that?" She'd given up most of her social life in order to keep up with all the work he had her doing and, she was in desperate need of a proper night one to find some to sate her desires she'd been unable to given the workload. "At this point, I'm sure I've done more than enough for you to delete that stuff, please. I'm begging you."

“ are you sure there’s nothing i can do to make it up to you?  “ typically, heath wasn’t the type to ghost someone but, after the night they sent together, he had run into some personal matters that needed his attention and reaching out to her had simply just fallen through the cracks. “ i mean, i did say i was sorry, so that should account for something. “ // @jetaiimee liked for a small starter from heath

The hotel resort was somewhat a good place for anyone to laid back, relax and enjoy a pleasurable time out in the tropical setting. Though, the blonde’s presence at the lavish place was somewhat a very stark contrast to the rather perfect, pristine scenario. She was heading out from the blue beach waters, carrying a surfboard along with her after hitting the waves, feeling much refreshed with her scene. The hotel was glitzy and glamorous, quite the place for anyone to enjoy. One look at the girl in her blue bikini and everyone would know that she was very much out of place here. But she was here, not on her own accord, but mostly due to a hookup with a friendly acquaintance. Another perk of this now, would be that the beach Bella was hitting up was a private beach, accessible only to guests of the hotel resort. Hence why she was more than happy to hit the beach in her blue bikini, cutting the waters with ease, as she walked up to the umbrella where the man was waiting on her. “Hey.” She chuckled, sticking the board in the sand and stood in front of him. “Whatcha looking at?”

If it wasn't for the important business meeting with a potential new client that Beckett had to attend to this morning, he would still be confined to his bed with the other. The pair had been sleeping together off and and on for years. No strings, no mess. Just two people indulging in the wonder that was physical pleasures. After grabbing a quick shower and dressing for the meeting, Beckett wandered back into his bedroom to say his goodbyes. The tempting sight of the other standing on his balcony, draped in nothing but the white dress shirt he was wearing the night before, demanded his attention. Beckett approached the other from behind, pressing his lips behind their ear. "You might want to button that thing up before one my neighbors gets an eyeful."