Farewell Dinners - For findmyselfagain
James grabbed his leather jacket as he walked out of the door. Before shutting it behind him, he whirled around on his heel and looked at Ollie, who was sitting patiently, waiting for the moment his owner went somewhere. He pointed a stern figure, though his features were soft.
"Behave, alright? I don't want to come back and find out that the few things I've got in this house have been broken because you couldn't keep it in your pants, Ollie." Tilting his head innocently, Ollie whined a little as though to say, 'Who, me?' before James shut the door.
He walked outside to his driveway, where he hopped into his car and pulled out, heading to the Four Seasons. Glancing down at his watch, he drove down the highway and turned on the radio. "Paradise by the Dashboard Light," one of James' absolute favorite songs, was about half-way through, and he drummed his fingers on the wheel as sang along happily.
He pulled up out front, and told the valet not to park his car. He walked into the lobby and took a look around, wondering if Arianna and Liam would be waiting there, or if he had to call their room.
"Behave, alright? I don't want to come back and find out that the few things I've got in this house have been broken because you couldn't keep it in your pants, Ollie." Tilting his head innocently, Ollie whined a little as though to say, 'Who, me?' before James shut the door.
He walked outside to his driveway, where he hopped into his car and pulled out, heading to the Four Seasons. Glancing down at his watch, he drove down the highway and turned on the radio. "Paradise by the Dashboard Light," one of James' absolute favorite songs, was about half-way through, and he drummed his fingers on the wheel as sang along happily.
He pulled up out front, and told the valet not to park his car. He walked into the lobby and took a look around, wondering if Arianna and Liam would be waiting there, or if he had to call their room.